Love

In a world of an arduous fray;

Chancy and filled with a dreary guile

Life is an incessant quest for a fairy play;

Of a home for solace and a smile

'tis a blessing to be therefore to all

That to LOVE the prudent may call

 

In love the soul finds a home;

Distant from the chaos and the pain

In Love the heart finds a home;

Beyond the agony and the wane

'tis worth to implore souls to Love

That grief may find novelty in Love.

 

Love is benevolent and benign;

Soothing souls in anguish and despair

Love is cherishing and dearly divine;

Bequeathing souls with the pious affair

'tis so grateful to love and be loved

That hate may find love in the unloved

 

Love a woman in her tender spirit;

Adorning her virtues and stiffly travail

Love a man in his resolute spirit;

Abetting him with a bold spirit to trail

'tis beauty to see her spread her wings

That soars as a blissful song he sings

 

In love every weary soul delights;

Free in the wings of hope and ecstasy

In love every burdened soul alights;

Free from chains of hate and enmity

'tis priceless therefore to love in bliss

That we may share but Love alone we wis' 

Shall we now be awake, therefore;

From dungeons of hatred to love

Shall we now love and warmly adore;

Friendships and families and love

'tis pure joy to affiance with goodness

That the world but be filled with gentleness