Dilantha Gunawardana


Love and Catholicism


Love is like the Catholic faith
For she was spawned in antiquity
Rooted to age-old traditions
Like the lingering taste of the first kiss
Or nightly vigils under scented candle light
She is symbolized by a sacrificial martyr – St Valentine
She infects and resides within the wandering heart
Like the perpetuation of resolute faith
She worships fidelity like a devoted swan
She is an esoteric force like the monsoonal wind
As she beckons in the subtly of miracles
She is chiseled on folios as fables and epics
Perpetuated by the versatile palms of lyrical poets
She is staunch disciple to forces of fatum
For she sculpts unforeseen crossroads for the heart to follow
She liberates the soul in her proclamation of love
From the subtly of gestures to delirious orgasms
Akin to a repentant sinner in a confessional
She is best served with a moderation of red wine
For she unites two bodies with the thrush of blood
Yet in spite of it all, she is on the brink of extinction
For her halls have been vacated
For love is an archaic sanctuary as stubborn as a Jesuit monk
That will see her Armageddon
Any day soon……

Submitted: Monday, April 15, 2013
Edited: Monday, April 15, 2013

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