Celibacy

 Scorn not his celibacy

Scorn not his celibacy 

For in truth he has loved more women 

Than the famous Casanova

And in turn has felt the love

Of thousands in return. 

He forwent the love

That produces happy families

And gurgling babies

And doting daddies

The feel and touch and chemistry. 

But just as real he felt the love

When two souls mingle

All the better with no jealousy 

With a passion that does not subside

But multiplies in generosity. 

He forwent the one

To embrace the many

He eschewed the few

To be wedded to a nation 

And love on endlessly. 

Without forgetting all the pain he suffered

Or the loneliness

Being so near the sun that few can bear

The breath of reality

Consumed completely by cosmology. 

It’s a bed of nails 

Joyfully accepted

With discipline creating peace 

Enlivening souls with innocence 

With a love that never fades. 

A love that never says goodbye

Because in truth it never leaves 

But occupies a corner of each heart

And leaves behind a gentle fire

That defies the passing seasons. 

A love that’s true

Because it’s universal 

A love as wide

As the biggest ocean

That touches every shore. 

So when time comes

To say goodbye dear world

The dear world loves him back

And joins him on his journey

To the Centre of the galaxy.