The Call Poem by Victoria Davis
The Call
Love calls each two to be one
in a language older than words -
a voice that speaks to the soul.
The listeners learn -
hearts, minds, bodies
cry out their need
and brave the heat,
drawing near the altar in pairs,
souls granting all.
Love devours these
o'er-brimming offerings,
and all are whole at last
in its fire.
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