All Love

Love grows in us until love’s all we are,
then to You, God, we are acceptable,
we must be love, like You, to cross the bar,
for You are love, our love’s Your miracle.

And love expands, the more of love I do,
the more I spend my love, the more I own,
I love myself more, Lord, when I love You,
the less I love, my heart turns into stone.

Love multiplies, it grows by leaps and bounds,
love blooms, creates sweet beauty like a flower,
war, anger, evil, hate--all these love drowns,
love makes the world go ’round, love holds the power.

Love’s everything, like God is everything,
when I love, Lord, like You, I too am king.

                   -- by Pete Voelz       1/28/13