The Mystery of Loving Another
by John Herlihy
Who can fathom the mystery of loving another,
Mystery that reveals itself as some rarity other.
I see this beautiful body surrounded by a glow,
The face, the smile, the lips crowned with halo.
A vision of beatitude that no one else can see,
No one else can fathom this lure of mystery.
My own reaction as growing surge of wonder,
My heart beating so wildly it feels as thunder.
My whole sense of self suddenly stripped away,
I bow down to this vision hoping that it will stay.
Love, what is love, a feeling captured in a word,
The sweetness, longing, song of an ancient bird.
You step tentatively forward, extend your hand,
I place my hand in yours, an abiding signal grand.
My heart doth sing but in my mind I simply weep,
Never did I think such an intense love to meet.
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Copyright ©John Herlihy
Sunday 27 July 2025
Ron