love is nails

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Love, by C.S. Lewis

Love's as warm as tears, Love is tears: Pressure within the brain, Tension at the throat, Deluge, weeks of rain, Haystacks afloat, Featureless seas between Hedges, where once was green Love's as fierce as fire, Love is fire: All sorts--Infernal heat Clinkered with greed and pride, Lyric desire, sharp-sweet, Laughing, even when denied, And that empyreal flame Whence all loves came.

Love's as fresh as spring, Love is spring: Bird-song in the air, Cool smells in a wood, Whispering "Dare! Dare!" To sap, to blood, Telling "Ease, safety, rest, Are good; not best." Love's as hard as nails, Love is nails: Blunt, thick, hammered through The medial nerves of One Who, having made us, knew The thing He had done, Seeing (what all that is) Our cross, and His.