Tess Lockhart
  • God Poetry
    • A Preacher's Prayer
    • Advent
    • Advent Watch
    • Ordinary Advent Time
    • First Christmas Post Husband Mortem
    • Christmas Bread
    • Ding Dong Dung
    • Christmas Credo
    • Incarnation Narrative
    • Starlings in Epiphany Snow
    • Evensong in Bleak Midwinter
    • Imposition of Ashes
    • Lenten Ruth
    • Langston Hughes on Maundy Thursday
    • Maundy Thursday's Scattering
    • Good Friday Tenebrae
    • Gardening Holy Saturday
    • Mourning, Holy Saturday
    • A Little Hilaritas What If
    • Milton on Easter Monday
    • Pentecost Invitation
    • For All the Saints
    • Winter Solstice
    • Evening Prayer for the Beloved
    • Incarnation's Repair
    • The News Was Not Good
    • Just Jump Already
    • Job's Modern Lament
    • Uncle!
    • Worship
    • St. Valentine
    • Response to a Dr.'s Rhetorical Question
    • A Prayer of Praise
    • Renunciation and Adherence
  • Marriage Poetry
    • A River of Words
    • Beloved Baptism
    • Anniversary Gift
    • Aching Pain
    • Disappointment for Nothing
    • A Lament of Recognition
    • A Marital Parable Revealed
    • Kissing Death
    • Grief
    • Extinguished
    • Not Exactly Thecla
    • Rectify
    • Love Beyond Terror
    • St. Valentine
    • Divorce
    • Marital Haiku
    • A Mockingbird
    • All for Love
    • Love's Transubstantiation
    • Enough of Love's Ideal Poems
    • My Lie
  • Healing Poetry
    • A Child Abuse Victim
    • At Grandma's Funeral
    • Confronting Nothing
    • For Want of a Ritual
    • Gardening Widow's Weeds
    • Ghost Whisperer Grief Obsession
    • Grief Drought
    • Swimming with Grief's Fear
    • Five Years Post Mortem
    • Middle-Aged Dating
    • Fire and Water
    • Canoe Wrecked
    • Desire Beyond Reason
    • A Survivor's Haiku
    • Baptismal Renewal
    • Of Children, Pigs, and Priests
    • Sometimes
    • The Trickiness of Doors
    • Tenured Otherwise
    • Turtle Soup
  • Quotidian Poetry
    • Cookies for Dragons
    • Leaving My Daughter at College
    • To Mom on Her Birthday
    • On the Third Day
    • Ode to Bermuda Grass
    • Mundane Revelation
    • Sorry White People
    • Truculent Ode to Poetry
    • Twisted
    • DeFuniak Springs
Picture
Villa d'Este Fountain in Tivoli

All for Love

All this love
is too much.
It overflows
like Villa d’Este fountains
or baptismal fonts
of running water
brimming over the edge.

All this love
wants to go somewhere. 
It cannot stay put
like a knick knack
on a shelf
to be admired.
No!

All this love
longs to be given
to bless
to heal
to transform.
It eagerly nudges
toward lovemaking. 


All this love
wants to permeate,
penetrate,
bring to attention
the softness
of souls open
to receive.

All this love
flows through me
for you,
though it is not mine
to possess
and gift as object.
No.

All this love
is a river,
the river of Life,
we step into
that flows for all,
transforming landscapes 
as grace upon grace.

All this love 
is only mine as vessel
to pour out
and lavish
upon you
as minister
of God.

All this love
is yours
for the receiving
and taking and sharing
like bread
at communion,
the cup of trembling.


All this love
longs
to be taken in
and filled as emptied,
to participate
in that which calls
and creates it--



divine, babbling rhapsody,
effusive as kenotic waterfall,
singing us into existence,
exulting over us with song,
desiring confluence  
in love, for love, with love,
for us and our salvation. 



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