40.4 – An Interim, A Multitude of Words

In sum, love between man and woman
Should rather help one get to heaven.
As a good rule of thumb, before marriage,
If the prospect induces one to sin,
Well what use is the pleasure
If in hell both lovers burn?
Now, what a great meditation on avoiding this sin!
A little pleasure had, then both lovers may burn forever.
How contorted must the bodies of these be,
Embraced in hell in the fires eternally.
The “I love yous” shared all brought to naught,
For the poor lovers consenting to the sin,
Living for their pleasures, for their selves,
Have written the other through selfish intent
To die an eternal death.
Then they shall regret! Then they shall lament!

Oh Lord, if I had really loved this soul burning beside me
Then I would have died for them,
I would have killed myself to sin!
But now all the sweetness shared has all transformed to hate!
Now forever we burn consumed in flames,
Making us each other’s blame!
You’re the reason I’ve fell to sin!
You’re the reason I can’t repent!
If only we never met, then I could have had a chance!

Oh, what a terrible meditation, Father.
Sometimes, just as much a glimpse of heaven
Encourages us to rise,
A little glimpse of Hell causes us to sprint.
Father, protect us from all sin
And let us not be a cause for another’s fall.
For if we cause another to sin,
It’d be as if we’ve sinned ourselves.
How can we rise to eternal life
If upon rising we come to know
We’ve caused another to eternally die?

At that point Father, let me take their place for mine!
But… forgive me, I speak out of turn.
No, no, no, I can’t, my soul’s too weak even for small torments.
Even so, I’d pray for just a little bench in Heaven,
But Father that guilt shall haunt me,
And I may never be content until the soul I’ve damned is saved.
And this is no good, this multitude of words.
Freely, I have prayed, but I have not spoken it.
Just, let it be done,
In the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Ghost.
Amen.