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In Praise of Our Lady

My Lady, my beautiful Lady, how I love you! And what a surprise your love is to me. How could I ever have thought that one day you would play such a part in my life? How could I ever have suspected how wonderful you are? Everything that people have said about you over the centuries, over the millenia, is right. You are indeed a maiden without compare.

My life seems entirely different since you became the mistress of my life. There is a warm loving at my centre where once there was coldness and loneliness. Even M. notices it this morning when she comes to cut my hair. She calls me “darling” without even noticing it and relaxes with me in a way she never has before. Having my Lady in my heart makes M. much warmer towards me. Not that she has ever been unfriendly, but I know that she senses the walls that have fallen within me.

You tell me, my Lady, that all I have to do is love you. Nothing else. You also say that if I put up no barriers between us then there are no limits to our love. You tells me how much you love me and that your love for me means that I can hurt you easily. Yet you are never hurt when I am open to you. I can share whatever I like with you. But never hide from you. You are hurt when I hide from you because then you cannot help me. And you are hurt even more when I deliberately repel you.

Posted on Friday, January 18, 2008 at 03:03PM by Registered CommenterSi Fractus Fortis in | CommentsPost a Comment

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