Is like; is

Love is like weight, heavy on my chest
ever increasing gravity; painfully sublime.
Shoving me, pushing me down to the center,
a crushing preponderance, its hard to inhale!

Love is like dizziness, reeling and dangerous,
a vertiginous toil; a labor that swoons,
leaving me woozy, in disorientation,
an emotive inhalent that crosses my eyes.

Love is like panic, overwhelming my reason;
I act without cogitation, a nocturnal sprint,
myopic and running (maybe to darker things),
no time for deliberation, off the overhang I dive.

Love is an earnestness, a pervading passion,
a coal, even a fire that burns in the heart.
It pursues us with joy and invades with desire.
A conquering King, crushing His foes.

Prayer

May I love you above all things;
certainly things that are evil and insulting to Your holy Name,
but also things that are good and wholesome,
things that are truly gifts from You.
All good gifts come from You
but to love them more than You or apart from gratefulness to You
is idolatry and turns Your good gifts into garbage.
Let my eyes see all things as under Your decree and absolute control
and so worthy of praise even during the most terrible pain.
They will be for Your glory and so are for my good because
I am being conformed into the image of Your Son.
I thank you for sending Your holy Son to die for me.
Apart from His death I could never approach you
without being righteously judged.
Knowing this keep me humble and never thinking I am better than anyone.
Let my heart be flooded with mercy for the lost
and filled with love for my brethren.
I pray in the name of my Master, Savior and God, Jesus Christ.

Wisdom is Lacking

Though wisdom is lacking
the mouth is not but is
constantly opening without restraint.
Making noises that pass for communication
but really shouts with constant echo.

If wisdom were full we would
never fail to shout Your
praises or proclaim Your word.
Our throats would resonate
with passion for Your truth.