If your love had a measure, O LORD,
it would be the length of the ocean tides
in time and distance and constancy.

If your love was a song, O LORD,
it would be the symphony of forests with
aspens clapping, foxes barking, streams babbling.

If your love was a story, O LORD,
it would inspire the weary to strength
and humble the strong to tears.

If your love had a pattern, O LORD,
it would be the design of starry constellations
with hidden gems glinting at an impossible distance.

If your love was a storm, O LORD,
it would befuddle, disturb and dis-order,
and in its center would be peace.

on Psalm 89:1-2