In the reflection of the moment
as the candle flickers
refusing to die out – I see it
The love of the bridegroom
how can he love something so plain
at this moment colorless
my only adornment a few flowers
his smile is like a rainbow
I want to hold it in my hands
fragrance overwhelms me
like a springtime garden
opening fresh faces to the sun
I am loved, I am loved
the words swirl around me
in whispers, in songs
I become like a prima ballerina
leaping over blue clad clouds
and it only took
one moment to know
when I looked in his eyes
The Lord is likened to a Bridegroom whose heart swells with love when his bride enters the room. No one else is there just the bride and the bridegroom. How is it possible when there are so many brides to be singled out, to be special, to have a one and only kind of love with such a lover?
“The bride belongs to the bridegroom. The friend who attends the bridegroom waits and listens for him, and is full of joy when he hears the bridegroom’s voice. That joy is mine, and it is now complete.”
~John 3:29
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The poem portrays beautiful scenes, it’s awesome Leslie.
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So Lovely 🙂
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Indeed a very lovely poem.
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This is a wonderful development of one of my favorite metaphors for God. I’m reading the prophets these days and it amazes me how after all the touch stuff, that love keeps emerging.
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After reflecting on a good friend’s wedding yesterday I just saw that amazing love that reflects in the groom’s eyes seeing no blemish or flaw…
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So beautiful, Leslie, the bridegroom’s eyes yesterday at the wedding and God’s eyes looking upon us with the same kind of love. Beautifully penned.
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Yes Love really does radiate for us!!!
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Beautiful words, beautiful photography! 🙂
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