Submission Could Ever Be

We love love, its intoxicating draught; Our hearts swim and sway as we fall, And we reach for the other as a life raft; In their eyes we are lovely, no longer small. And no dignity that self-respect affords Could ever stoop so low as to admit That submission could ever be a lovely word; We recoil, embarrassed and flatly reject it. Yet the True, the Beautiful, and Good, lays aside Records no wrongs nor insists in its own way Submission in love does not shamefully deride But rejoices and respects does not deny or betray. Do not despise love that in weakness steps down; You're kneeling with the One who set aside his crown.

© Randy Edwards artwork: The Formation of Eve by Gustave Dore #sonnet #christianity