Love's Body

Lean in! I was a child, and spoke like one;
My thought? very like a child's.
I gripped my reason with both
my little fists. It smelled suspiciously of milk.
Now as a man, I've learned to let it go.
Just now we squint to see the Image through
this latent, bleak obscurity. One day, we'll see the Image--
as Himself--gleaming from each face.
Just now, I puzzle through a range
of incoherencies; but on that day,
the scattered fragments will cohere.
In all of this, both now and ever,
faith and hope and love abide, these
sacred three, but the greatest of these (yous surely
must have guessed) is love.

Scott Cairns. LOVES IMMENSITY: MYSTICS ON THE ENDLESS LIFE.