Love is Home by George MacDonald

A poem by George MacDonald, Love is Home

Love is the part, and love is the whole;
    Love is the robe, and love is the pall;
Ruler of heart and brain and soul,
    Love is the lord and the slave of all!
I thank thee, Love, that thou lov’st me;
I thank thee more that I love thee.

Love is the rain, and love is the air,
    Love is the earth that holdeth fast;
Love is the root that is buried there,

    Love is the open flower at last!
I thank thee, Love all round about,
That the eyes of my love are looking out.

Love is the sun, and love is the sea;
   Love is the tide that comes and goes;
Flowing and flowing it comes to me;
   Ebbing and ebbing to thee it flows!
Oh my sun, and my wind, and tide!
My sea, and my shore, and all beside!

Light, oh light that art by showing;
    Wind, oh wind that liv’st by motion;
Thought, oh thought that art by knowing;
    Will, that art born in self-devotion!
Love is you, though not all of you know it;
Ye are not love, yet ye always show it!

Faithful creator, heart-longed-for father,
    Home of our heart-infolded brother,
Home to thee all thy glories gather-
    All are thy love, and there is no other!
O Love-at-rest, we loves that roam-
Home unto thee, we are coming home!

Knowing the Heart of God by George MacDonald

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Dariush Youkhaneh