I share a prayer on this day
For faith—
For love,
And it belongs to those who long
To love—
Be loved.
Love not only feels and seems,
It grows—
It gives
A gift that can be only found
By want
To give.
For on this day, long, long ago,
A girl
And God
Met through one named Valentine,
A man—
A martyr.
Julia was blind, but faith—
It heals—
It sees,
Because one man was strong and sure
In faith—
In love.
Thus, on this day the world does act
In faith
And love.
But they are few, those who find love
Of truth—
Of strength.
But I, for one, desire such love.
I pray.
I find.
On this day of Valentine
I watch.
I wait.
For in this busy world of ours
Some care—
Some share—
Some make his actions be restored
Through faith—
Through love.
(Based on an account of Saint Valentine.)
