Two Miles to Love

In the light of stained glass stories,
where whispers once shaped my dawn,
I walked a path laid in familiar steps,
echoes of the faithful drawn.

But the road diverged with truths untold,
in the shadow of the spire,
where my heart spoke a divergent creed,
kindled by a different fire.

"Walk with me," I asked, beneath the boughs
where hymns and heartbeats meet.
"Walk with me two miles, or more,
down this winding, thorny street."

For in my stride, you’ll see the glint
of battles fiercely fought—
not for wrath, but for the embrace
of the love that I have sought.

Each step a verse, each turn a testament,
of tears and laughter shared.
Of a soul once shunned for simply loving
beyond the norms declared.

Will you walk with me? Will you learn the hues
that paint my spirit whole?
Beyond the mile of common tread,
to where true understanding stole.

Together, under the vast, embracing sky,
our journeys intertwine.
From the pain of paths once walked alone,
to a future redefined.

In walking, may we find the grace
of stories new and old,
and learn that love is love, embraced,
in hearts brave and bold.