Tuesday, September 20, 2016

Without Which Valentine

Reverence is the genius
Of the heart its deepest
Part without which
Even love is wrecked
For who loves what
They don’t respect or
Feel must be esteemed
As holy by the heart
Must all the virtues sour
If it’s lost or never found
Even the happiness of an hour
All runs to ground
Only reverence sees things
Worthy of its power

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