Physical or Divine

I love you
Not only for what you are,
But for what I am
When I am with you.

I love you,
Not only for what
You have made of yourself,
But for what
You are making of me.

I love you
For the part of me
That you bring out;

I love you
For putting your hand
Into my heaped-up heart
And passing over
All the foolish, weak things
That you can't help
Dimly seeing there,

And for drawing out
Into the light
All the beautiful belongings
That no one else had looked
Quite far enough to find

I love you because you
Are helping me to make
Of the lumber of my life
Not a tavern
But a temple.

Out of the works
Of my every day
Not a reproach
But a song.

I love you
Because you have done
More than any creed
Could have done
To make me good.
And more than any fate
Could have done
To make me happy.

You have done it
Without a touch,
Without a word,
Without a sign.

You have done it
By being yourself.
Perhaps that is what
Being a friend means,
After all.

This poem is quite simply titled Love and is written by Roy Croft. I am not all sure if it is written from a physical plane. Often our distinctions are between what is secular and what is sacred. With this poem that distinction does not apply. If there is any distinction to be made in this poem than it must be between a physical love and a divine love. Yet if it is a physical, that is human, love than it is still sacred for the poem is beautiful. Of course not everything of beauty is sacred. On the other hand the poem itself is beautiful but the message it has to convey is incredible, and must therefore, I believe, be treated sacredly. It could very well fit as a divine love. Every reference of a "you" could be of another person, a special someone or what not. It could also be a "you" in reference to God. Either way it fits. It makes sense.