Here we are . . .
Time, space within the eternal love of the Creator.
How did we come together to this world of chaotic fear?
My soul has accepted this question whose answer is beyond this life.
An answer that is lived day by day.
An answer whose mystery is revealed in the movement from moment to moment.
From who's going to wash the dishes?
When I gamble.
Where our dollars will go.
When I am late.
When you got us lost going to meet our friends
When I flirt with others than you
When you abandon me to hide in your inner room,
When I sulk.

The daily challenges of our hearts and thoughts,
moments of disappointment and anger
calling to the apparitions of our childhood demons.
Demons that feed on the meat of our fears . . .
Hell bent on blocking the light of love within their crevices wedged in our hearts.

Our love is more than mere flesh and passion,
More than our wants and needs.
Our love is a spiritual path,
In route to the reunion, the total immersion in the eternity of love.
Humbled . . .
The arrogance of my youthful delusion of being a guide on love's magical mystery tour.

Now a half century of knowing my spiritual ignorance . . .
I stand before you
beside you
within and without you
knowing only this:
To learn the full meaning of being your lover, husband and friend
is a spiritual journey.
This I humbly request:
Be patient with this clumsy and ignorant pilgrim on this journey of love’s lifetime.