PHILOSOPHICAL1:10
Love Requires Difficult Work
The song links devotion with difficult work
Portofino Song
Sep 16, 2026 · 6 min · 2 segments
Pilgrims - Aug 9, 1987
- Speakers
- CarrieGuest
Jim MeyerGuest
Eruch JessawalaHost
Sep 16, 2026 · 6 min · 2 segments
Pilgrims - Aug 9, 1987
Jim MeyerGuestEruch JessawalaHostIs it you, my beloved, remiss of tears, smiling like sun through the gates of day? Your eyes are deep wells where the starlight
your sighs fresh winds through the meadows of May.
The wound entangled in wisps of brown hair is hot like my heart in your love-net made hair.
It is I who have loved you through millions of years and paved with compassion each step of your road.
My dawn is now calling you, wake from your fears, forget all your grief and surrender your load.
Then come my dear one and follow my way And the truth that I am will be yours one day
Love at your touch
like rain, falls careless and free We played like children on the sun-kissed hands And times deep cliffs had dropped to the sea
I give you these hours of moon, wine, and sun As seeds which will fruit in a wedding night's
kiss
Yet first there is difficult work to be done Where you must obey and not expect bliss The act of the will is the life of each to live.
Wherever your steps lead me, there I will follow and measure my breath to the dance of your flute.
Like Francis's cave, Lord, I'll make myself hollow, a place you can work in and with love transmute.
Until the skies crumble and deep seas part, only you, Mayhem, will reside in this heart.
When the depths of your midnight reveal my red rose Dawn's gates will fall open and sorrow will cease
Your smile is the sun which within my soul grows Your song in my heart is
In the garden of union
Is it you, my beloved, remiss of tears, smiling like sun through the gates of day? Your eyes are deep wells where the starlight
your sighs fresh winds through the meadows of May.
The wound entangled in wisps of brown hair is hot like my heart in your love-net made hair.
It is I who have loved you through millions of years and paved with compassion each step of your road.
My dawn is now calling you, wake from your fears, forget all your grief and surrender your load.
Then come my dear one and follow my way And the truth that I am will be yours one day
Love at your touch
like rain, falls careless and free We played like children on the sun-kissed hands And times deep cliffs had dropped to the sea
I give you these hours of moon, wine, and sun As seeds which will fruit in a wedding night's
kiss
Yet first there is difficult work to be done Where you must obey and not expect bliss The act of the will is the life of each to live.
Wherever your steps lead me, there I will follow and measure my breath to the dance of your flute.
Like Francis's cave, Lord, I'll make myself hollow, a place you can work in and with love transmute.
Until the skies crumble and deep seas part, only you, Mayhem, will reside in this heart.
When the depths of your midnight reveal my red rose Dawn's gates will fall open and sorrow will cease
Your smile is the sun which within my soul grows Your song in my heart is
In the garden of union
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Love Requires Difficult Work
The song links devotion with difficult work
A Beloved Calls Them Awake
The beloved promises an awakening from fear
Where Sorrow Finally Ceases
The final verse promises joy after sorrow
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