Antiphon: Break my chains and free my heart
We have only one word for love,
And I think that we need more.
We say we ‘love’ coffee, and we say we ‘love’ donuts;
And we ‘love’ chocolate and we ‘love’ caramel;
We ‘love’ ice cream and custard.
We ‘love’ going for walks;
And we ‘love’ going out;
And we ‘love’ wearing nice things.
We ‘love’ cars, and we ‘love’ houses;
We ‘love’ movies, and we ‘love’ art;
We ‘love’ books, and we ‘love’ sunsets;
But these are not the same Love;
As what one feels for a spouse or a friend;
Or a brother, or a sister;
Or a child, or a stranger.
These are not relational loves.
And they don’t deserve the same word.
If I had my way, they would be cast off;
Left to find another word;
A word appropriate to the world of things that don’t feel;
Things that don’t answer back;
Things that don’t know love;
Things that cannot feel hurt.
Love is too strong for them;
They cannot know it;
And it is not about them.
