Unless the Holy One builds the house
the carpenters are hammering illusions.
Unless the Beloved holds the city
the guards are all asleep.
You get up early and stay up late for nothing,
chomping down your anxiety bars.
The Beloved blesses you
The love you generate
is God overflowing.
The love with which you surround yourself
is God’s gift to you.
Like flowers in a bride’s bouquet
your love makes your life more beautiful.
Happy is the one
whose arms are full of them.
You will hold your own
in this busy, warlike world.
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