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Isa. 65:17 "For, behold, I create new heavens and a new earth: and the former shall not be remembered, nor come into mind.
18 But be ye glad and rejoice for ever in that which I create: for, behold, I create Jerusalem a rejoicing, and her people a joy.
19 And I will rejoice in Jerusalem, and joy in my people: and the voice of weeping shall be no more heard in her, nor the voice of crying."


Is there a fire…burning,
Burning from deep within;
Something that cannot be contained,
Not even with great discipline?

Experiences bubbling-up,
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,
Create…expanding…always giving.

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

Aimee Love

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