LOVE IS TOO read by the author

How can man created out of love

Be so traitorous to this his very being?

True lovers fuse in Holy Onenesss to give life

Poduce a babe with love and wholeness rife

And dominant in all the purest innocence, but strife

Doth then intervene with Brother Worldly Value seeing

Things of tinsel greatness; alien to the Dove

Of pure perfection, past and present

Source of light which with assent

Doth call the Mirror of our soul to task

Turn tears to Lakes of Living Water, all to ask

How can men created out of love

Be so traitorous to this His very Being?

How can he, Dim Reflection in celestial Mirror seeing

Not respond to images of Truth and Way, by fleeing

Perishable packages of putrid parsimony; gaily wrapped placebos to confuse

Let others use

The ruler of this world abuse

The Quality of Life