"A Good Man is Hard to Find"
There are a few like you,
That deserve the approbation,
Not the antipathy
They are rare, rare I shall declare.
They know, they surely know it’s the effulgence of love
That lies where ages and ages hence
Have been tracit,
Where I myself commence
To rise in love
Never to fall
For love at first is a seed
That later grows and grows
Into a tree I suppose
That later shall bare the good,
And oh, I do know
That one day I shall meet you
Where the sun shall meet the moon
And by that we shall be bestowed
We shall be ebullient
Living the love the life,
And know that for love we are truculent,
For our hearts were never tractable
It’s a curse that falls upon us
But hath never led us to destruction
For we choose, we must choose
Not to fall but to rise in love
And only love
