Heaven knows no glow like a woman in love,

by Rachel Lynch


Heaven knows no glow like a woman in love,

its light could puncture the clouds.

A woman gifted the safety of a landing,

a gentle spirit and a warm heart —

it is in this distinct combination that she blossoms.

His ways are nutrients for her spirit,

unfolding and becoming in luminous glow.

But he did not happen upon an empty castle,

She’s made her heard and heart a safe home.

Filled with endless books, and a thousand songs.

Walls built up by countless workouts, strenuous

and persistent effort shape its tonal quality.

The foundation could last a thousand years,

built on hours of mediation and prayer.

And just outside, you’ll see her spirit guides

spinning in the garden, they were here long before you,

and they’ll be here long after you’re gone.

See, this house is fully renovated.

And without you here, it is certainly fine

standing on its own.