…Mixes the Mortar…

Love mixes the mortar and hews the stone,

Love adds the bloom to the burgeoning rose ,

Love calls the breath to the one that plays the flute

Love pushes the impulse from seed to root ,

Love mixes the mortar and hews the the stone,

Love fashions the songs within sound and gives it tone

Love makes the music that lives without sound or song

Love mixes the mortar and hews the stone,

calling to the ascending soul;

‘ pause  while on your upward flight ,

do you not know that the cosmos and all within it descends

there is no need to chase the heights of meaning

when the cosmos is always descending, open your heart and

you will know the love mixes the mortar

of which you are made and hews

the stone upon with your intentions are laid,

Love mixes the mortar ‘

Love mixes the mortar and stirs you to understand

that within you is a path that calls you back to love

and offers you the mortar from you are made

Love mixes the mortar

Love mixes the mortar

and hews the stone