Love Song (I)

Time moves and moves –
the days do not come just as clouds
dotting the sky
but as storms and sunshine.
Perfection falls away
and expectation vanishes –
what comes to me now
but surprises and gifts?
For in the mystery of suffering
God’s grace abounds
and his love is constant.

And so, I do not only love you,
but trust you –
indeed, my whole self trusts –
heart, mind, soul, strength –

Can there be a greater choice –
to love, to trust, to give
everything
in hope and in joy,
in the spirit of happiness,
the spirit of prayer?