we make of love the highest human law
and bend our heads and hearts beneath the axe
these are the matters that no thought could tax
and that have power that will yield to no jaw
the choice is not to be the last catspaw
but to ignore the many pains and wracks
decide that none could be both stern and lax
and overcome the perfect with the flaw
love is the truth of all that we can know
and this is all the fact and all the light
that covers the whole world that we can see
we make this shelter and we make the glow
so that who follows may joy in the sight
and leave the worries and the hopes to be
Odd ravings, comments, and other wastes of time. Some are in plain prose, yet others are in rhyme.
22 February 2008
one highest law
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