Ph: Love: What You Want Poem by Brian Johnston

What you want is so much less
Than what I would give you if I could,
You and I are such pale candles,
Our fevered fantasies of life
Shine less brightly than an eclipsed moon
That manages to remain visible at least
Against the night's pin pricked cloak.
You and I, on our own,
Are more like fireflies barely noticed
In nighttime shadow of a looming elm,
Our glow diminished by countless stars,
Hallelujahs that conjoin with broader symphony
Of God's song.

What you want could be so much more,
Resting (Can you see it?) like a butterfly
On a flower of God's provision,
Our slight wing movements catch the breeze
So easily, because His burden is so light,
Movement flowing from decision,
Spreading Love like golden pollen
To all of God's creation,
Fertilizing seeds that will keep earth blooming
Long after human will fades,
Our God shared dreams bear fruit.
We kneel before the Creator
And His Smile.

And what I want is just to dream beside you
Inhaling fragrance that just grows and grows,
Let what you think of as your fragile blooming
Forever more reveal the God sent rose
I rest on.