When Love is Known

When love is known and passion grows

Between a man and his sweet rose,

The heavens above and the earth beneath

To both lovers do great joy bequeath,

But the ways of a man and maid no-one knows.

Love is as mysterious as the wind that blows

And those who love not, should not suppose

That they understand how love flows

When love is known.

For love is mysterious as the wind that blows

And love itself has highs and lows.

And must be nurtured, for time is a thief

That must be countered by firm belief

In the God of love who true love bestows

When love is known.

The poem is a rondeau, aabba aabR aabbaR. R representing the refrain.