Ph: Life: The Closest Bond Poem by Brian Johnston

So is it heart or is it soul
That creates the closest bond
And what role has mind in its conception?
And oh, the sacred fire! What is its coal?
God's pleasure in no deception,
False flattery, or someone conned!

Both heart and soul can be mislead,
The mind imperfectly grokking
And yet new baby bonds announce their birth
Even if parents won't admit the deed
Their joy is felt throughout the earth
With no time lost in stalking.

All perfect gifts come just from God,
Perfection's halls can brook no strife,
So closest bonds are surely more than love,
The path to lasting bonds lies smooth and broad,
The first bond forged by heav'n above,
God's closest bond is simply life.