The Glue
When I was young, I put models together;
a car; a ship; or a plane;
applying a glue, so they’d remain forever;
always looking the same.
Without glue; they were just separate pieces;
with no purpose or value to anyone;
once glued together their value increases;
separate pieces; together, made one.
At the time, I thought I was learning to create;
tho, a much greater lesson lay hidden inside;
for so many long years; I was unable to relate;
until yesterday, at a reunion, I did; and cried.
For there is a glue; bonding us all together;
an energy handed down from above;
a commonality; this glue will last forever;
this precious energy called love.
We’ve long recognized our love for another;
the feeling inside becomes so intense;
our love of a father, mother, sister or brother;
connections; that clearly made sense.
God created love for a woman and a man;
two, bound together; made whole;
eternal love was the glue of the Master’s plan;
love is the marriage of the soul.
Love is the glue that bonds all life together;
the gravity for all of creation;
love is the energy that shall last forever;
for love, God gave us salvation.
Monty 7/28/24. # 2,240