A Strange Bewilderment

The mystery of love is steeped deeply in our humanity,

In the incarnation,

In the gift of life,

And how we are all made,

From a mysterious desire,

Drawing us to each other,

Connecting us with a sacred sexuality,

And a faucet of grace which cannot be turned off,

Or exhausted.

 

Because love prevails; yet remains a mystery.

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