Steady

Monday Reminders

Who has not known anxious thought at times,
When signals mix and form imagined signs.
My mind is one of rigorous debate,
Conditioned grindstone to elucidate.

And any love begets attachment, true,
Affection and attunement nourish too.
But speaking in a language I don’t know,
Makes a musing cede to the undertow.

I stand with you by faithful grace endowed,
I love the man who stands before me now,
Not some imagined version I have sought,
Tempered steel by time and fire wrought.

I am here. I have no mind to go.
There is a purpose we may never know.
We were not placed together here by chance,
And we must move together in this dance.

You have all my respect; your heart is kind,
With open hands I’ve no demands in mind.
I make no apology for this love.
And we will find our way by grace above.

Content in peace, our gentle spirits calm,
You are my delight, my heart, my psalm.