God's Dove

A habit has arisen that I'm loathe to put away;
It seems that I take out my Love to look at it each day.
It stunned me so when it first came, I didn't realize
That it was really Love at all, it was such a surprise.

Each day that I interrogate this Love that I have here
I find myself adoring it and holding it more dear.
It doesn't act like other "loves" that deigned to visit me;
Indeed, it acts and carries on completely selflessly.

It seeketh not control at all, it only sheds its Light;
But it has all the Power of God and all of God's own Might.
It fears not sometime banishment nor does it feel alone;
For every sin or mistake made, it knows it can atone.

You know, I'm quite beside myself to understand this Love,
It's not like any love I've known, it must be from above.
Oh, yes, I've thought that I have loved and held another dear
But never have I loved like this, a Love so pure and clear.

I marvel at its willingness to set another free
To be herself or find herself or be what she would be.
I marvel, too, at how it stays so imperturbable
Despite the efforts of the few to create much trouble.

This Love is not the mortal kind that burns in passion hot;
Indeed, it seems it's best defined by all that that is not.
It doesn't lose its patience quick nor is it e'er unkind;
And Truth is what it always picks when forced to speak its mind.

It doesn't side with ego nor with jingoistic zeal;
The wholeness of the world's the only thing that has appeal.
This Love is strange, I do not doubt, its like no one has seen;
But, yet, to me it's real enough, it is the Golden Mean.

One other thing that I must add, this Love has its own cloak
To make the one invisible who seeks its Flame to stoke.
Thus, anyone who looks upon the Flame of this pure Love
Will think they see a common bird when really it's God's Dove.

Oh Paradise, Thou Central Isle

Oh Paradise, Thou God of Form, Thou Central Isle and domicile
Of each, the First, the Second, and the Third Great Source and Center.
How I thank Thee for Thy Radiant Splendor, for Thy Solitude Serene,
And for Thine Holy, Exclusive, and Divine existence.

I bless Thee as the Home of every Heart;
I bless Thee as the destiny of every start;
I bless Thee ever and anon with loving gaze and joyful song;
I bless Thee now and evermore, Thy peaceful shores where I belong.

Thou Home of homes and pattern for all peace and rest
It's by Thy Presence that all space is blessed
And takes upon itself the form and feature Thou hast giv'n
That here, in time, we know both earth and heaven.

Thou holdest me within Thy Grasp, sweetly embraced as suckling child;
Thy pull extendeth far beyond what's known in space, unthought, and wild.
Oh sweetest of the Gardens, Thou, I long Thy Fragrant air to breathe
That I might soon be lifted up, the mortal sword forever sheathed.

Behold, Thou art the Holy Home of Light and Love and Power unknown;
Thou guardest all in far-flung space with lines of force each spun by Grace.
And here, Urantia's lonely voice, I lift my paean to rejoice
In All that Thou dost mean to me in hopes that others soon will see.

Oh Paradise, my Heart's abode, don't let our little world explode
Or fall apart from thoughts impure but keep Your Lines of Love secure.
Thou Central Isle I do implore Thee to embrace us more and more.
For soon the entire world will see, our orbit is Thy Gravity.

Oh Paradise, Thy Might Divine, forever holds the worlds in line,
Forever calls the Dance of Spheres, promenading, bringing near.
We swing abroad through empty space but still held firm in Thy Embrace.
Oh hold us ever near to Thee until we taste Eternity.

Where Do Your Thoughts Go?

Tell me, where do your thoughts go when our lips touch each other
And where do your thoughts go when we lie close together;
Tell me, where do your thoughts go when my image arises
In your mind, in your heart or adoring disguises?

When we kiss my thoughts quiver and dash straightaway
To a meadow in heaven to gambol and play;
When lying beside you my thoughts soon take flight
To the Heart of Creation, filled with Love, filled with Light.

My thoughts are knit close with your Heart and your Love;
My thoughts are sequestered in Heaven above.
My thoughts are ignited by your touch and your smile;
My thoughts of you comfort me mile after mile.

So, tell me, Beloved One, where go thy thoughts
When to thee my image by Heaven is brought?
As an arrow my Love to thee takes instant flight
When an image of you comes to my inner sight.