Your True Love Poem by Daniel Brick

Love is a beacon, very far away
from my present state but shining
with such brilliance that I can only
be a believer in love's power to make
everything else share in its beauty.
And when you and I are in love, as I hope
we will be, that beacon light will shine within us.
The warmth of that light has not yet
reached us in all of its fullness.

My light spills out from the deep
interior of my being, and joins itself
to yours, and in that double radiance
we have the full measure of our humanity.
These words, I know very well, echo
those of countless poets and lovers
before me, and the words we speak today
in just each other's hearing will be
the inspired speech of future poets and lovers.

The love that excites two people
to speak with an eloquence neither
could command before will prove
to be a lasting bond between them.
I see every trace of beauty in your face
and form as you see in my body. And you
marvel at the wise things I casually say
as I do in your everyday speech. It is
simply our destiny to be in awe of each
other for every possible good we share.

Your goodness is a morning mist
carried on the gentlest breeze that
freshens everything it touches.
Your goodness is a ray of light that penetrates
the dark mood of those whose loneliness
is a lingering night with no dawn in sight.
Your goodness is a gentle rain that falls
almost imperceptibly over brittle grass
and restores the whole field to its green glory.

You see, my dear, in giving me what
I most desire - Your True Love -
you have also made me, once just a common
man, the most generous man alive.
I want my happiness to arise
in all the others, I want
this dizzy happiness to infect
all those who languish or rejoice
so that everyone feels Joy, Joy, Joy!