Is there a fire…burning,
Burning from deep within;
Something that cannot be contained,
Not even with great discipline?
They want to overflow;
Things that we have lived through,
All the things that we do know.
Each one of us needs an outlet,
A way to express;
The many treasures within,
These things…we can't suppress.
Some pick up a paint brush,
And create…from their inner-being;
Things of great and lasting beauty,
Their heart…we're really seeing.
Others take their favorite recipe,
A thing of beauty…bake;
For those they love so very much,
A delicacy…they want to make.
The author and the poet,
Pick up paper and a pen;
And, with a few words,
Bring comfort to both foe and friend.
Each one is creating,
A thing of lasting beauty;
To create…our greatest desire,
Therein…the greatest mystery.
Why do people have this desire,
Bubbling-up…from deep within;
To give something truly from themselves,
This earth a better place…because here they have been?
Love is the source of all creation,
God set this principle into being;
Love…His very nature,
Like Him…we want to be,
Whether or not…we know it;
A thing of beauty…to create,
Our very best…to others…transmit.
That is how Love works,
Before ourselves…preferring others;
Self-less…in all our deeds,
In the truest sense…"lovers".
He who loves…is of God,(1 Jn.4:7-8)
And, Love always…creates;
Its very nature…multiplying,
Let's do it NOW…not wait!
Jan. 7, 2001
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