Sunday, March 02, 2008

Love's as Warm as Tears

Love's as warm as tears,
Love is tears:
Pressure within the brain,
Tension at the throat,
Deluge, weeks of rain,
Haystacks afloat,
Featureless seas between
Hedges, where once was green.

Love's as fierce as fire,
Love is fire:
All sorts--infernal heat
Clinkered with greed and pride,
Lyric desire, sharp-sweet,
Laughing, even when denied,
And that empyreal flame
Whence all loves came.

Love's as fresh as spring,
Love is spring:
Bird-song hung in the air,
Cool smells in a wood,
Whispering 'Dare! Dare!'
To sap, to blood,
Telling 'Ease, safety, rest,
Are good; not best.'

Love's as hard as nails,
Love is nails:
Blunt, thick, hammered through
The medial nerves of One
Who, having made us, knew
The thing He had done,
seeing (with all that is)
Our cross, and His.

~C.S. Lewis, Poems, (1964)

2 Comment(s):

At Wed Mar 05, 12:32:00 PM EST, Blogger Dew of Hermon said...

What a lovely blog, I've only discovered it recently but intend making it my 'daily read'. Thank you...

At Mon Apr 28, 05:40:00 PM EDT, Blogger Unknown said...

C. S. Lewis has been one of my favourite writers for about 40 yrs...the other one is Paul Scherer. This poem is wonderful and so true. Thanks for this blog!


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