Love’s Law

We believed in those days
that love belonged to us

we had no idea of love’s law
could not imagine

the child’s death in winter
would tie our frozen hands

together, fasten us like prisoners
to judgment’s bare tree

and that when we looked
we’d see a ruined branch

and turn our grieving faces
away from each other.

In those days we had no idea
of love’s law, could not imagine

how, in time, mercy would unbind
our wrists, release us

into each other’s custody,
that there would come the gift

sometimes given to lovers
who endure loss: the grace to turn

and see the wounded branch
see the green leaf open.

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