Love's Labour's Not Lost

When your Boss is infinite,

He's more than intimate.

When you work for Him,

None but peace within.

The love that you share,

Doesn't go nowhere.

Won't evaporate,

And neither will hate.

Both will receive,

God doesn't deceive.

Love lifts all up,

Hate brings all down,

Love fills your cup,

Hate throws it down.

What lies beyond, the infinite pond,

Is your Source of love, the Eternal Dove.

Eternal peace, He will release,

To you and yours, His truth endures.

So whatever the cost, love's labour's not lost,

Strong be your endeavor, the reward is forever.

By Carmen C. Chimento 5-2-06

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