Love as a Chalice
When I was in a
Unitarian Universalist church
One Sunday lighting the
chalice
Designed to hold a candle:
I was thinking of you,
Your love as that flaming
chalice
Your heart as that flaming
chalice
That lets you understand
something
But I ended up being like a
flower
On a desolate plain wilting
Without that understanding,
You can change it all,
But you make that horizon to
my
Dreams of having love,
Since you are that distance
That never gets closer,
Though in the life of my burning mind
I can join that chalice of
your
Heart with our love
When I reach that love.
Then the dragon questions of
my mind
Hold me back
Only to push me forward:
Calling them the worries of
my heart
That do not want to let me go,
But I still move on
Like the moth attracted to
that light you shine,
I cross that bridge of
questions
Into a jungle of uncertainty
Making the man I am,
To understand my search for
you,
Seeing in the distance
Your guiding light,
Like an angel that dances
With inquisitive brilliance,
Making me move forward
again,
Mangled misperceptions that
linger in my mind
Which got me to meet the
Wise owl of my past,
Reminding me that I am love,
That I need to have love
To make me whole.
You of the chalice,
Light my love to the place
you are,
But me in the tower and you
below
Making my chalice flicker
with doubt about us,
Until sun unlocks the tower
and we join
Making my chalice grow
stronger:
Copyright © 2005 Gregory
Axel-Lute