Slowly, My Love

5/25/2018

Slowly my love doth grow.
Like a ship over smooth silk
Sails my heart, with ecstasy aglow.
For now my love must remain veiled,
For we must take it slow.

Slowly our love doth bloom
As the Lord waters our hearts.
Rise and stand, here comes the bride and groom
On life's journey we embark.
Two hearts made one attuned.

Slowly love doth waver
Like a reed blown by the wind
First love's flame falters through the anger.
Bitter words have hearts blackened
Pleasing romance withers.

Slowly our love revives
Seeking good, shrouding evil.
Arduous, yet continue to strive
Hearts reborn calm and tranquil.
Eternal peace! Alive!

                  ~Shannon G. Hawley~