"Hold me up once more"

Soul-mates

Hugging with passion

chaste as a virgin's blush

we hold as friends

caring in sharing

lovers intercoursing

guiding sex toward the heart

with a God-loop of hope

tween our centered selves

Ah the full embrace

the straight talk in trust

and full-light of truth

that we come and go

till the tide lifts us ashore

and we sit face to face

nestled in God's grace

*Death  is our greatest freedom.

*Reflections of Alan Jones:

  -As we get older, the full truth about ourselves involves a long story of mistakes, betrayals, loves, failures and successes.

  -When we look back over our lives there is more and more to regret.  There is much to be thankful for, too, but it is often the failures that stick in our minds.

  -Our longing for truth becomes much more like a longing for integrity and forgiveness than the longing to rearrange the facts of the past in our favor.

  -To be committed to the truth is to be betrothed to it.  And like all intimate relationships, it is subject to betrayal and disappointment, forgiveness and reconciliation.