To love is not to possess,To own or imprison,
Nor to lose one’s self in another.Love is to join and separate,To walk alone and together,To find a laughing freedomThat lonely isolation does not permit.It is finally to be ableTo be who we really areNo longer clinging in childish dependencyNor docilely living separate lives in silence,It is to be perfectly one’s selfAnd perfectly joined in permanent commitmentTo another–and to one’s inner self.Love only endures when it moves like waves,Receding and returning gently or passionately,Or moving lovingly like the tideIn the moon’s own predictable harmony,Because finally, despite a child’s scarsOr an adult’s deepest wounds,They are openly free to beWho they really are–and always secretly were,In the very core of their beingWhere true and lasting love can alone abide– James Kavanaugh.
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James Kavanaugh, a gifted scholar with degrees in psychology and religious philosophy was a Catholic priest for 10 years. Great controversy and commotion arose when he wrote an article titled ‘I am a Priest, and I want to marry’ and soon after he hung up his robes and embarked on a very successful poetry and novel writing career.
He passed away in 2009 and is remembered as one of America’s greatest poets.