What Love to Us
What love to us comes in the night,
Turns back the covers, holds us tight,
Mocks the shadows that kindle our fright,
Cuddles our fears to our delight?
What love to us turns anger away
When hatred smolders in human decay,
And beckons souls to kneel and pray,
"Our dear Father, give us this day?"
What love to us caresses tears
As wisdom shared is met with jeers,
While bigots fondle and twist our fears
To single out differences prejudice mirrors?
What love to us grieves through our pain
Of disbelief and sinful gain,
And toils to teach us to refrain
From evil's tantalizing reign?
'Tis God's omniscient power that holds
True answers as our lives unfold,
And with Her love, tenderly molds
Our souls to stories yet untold.
(Beth Good - August 2002)
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