Love is taken prisoner…yet cannot be imprisoned…

by Craig on February 6, 2012


I leave, hands bound, subject to the law of Rome.
I wonder if I should have allowed myself to be captured.
I believe the law of Love will break these bonds.

But how?

That I do not know.
But I have prayed.
I have listened.
I have heard that one day I’ll be set free.

The story of Valentine, the bishop of Interamna, continues…
This is part 7, part 6 is here, 5 is here, 4 is here, part 3 is here, and 2 hereand it began here.

The streets were empty as we left Interamna.
The streets are often deserted when Roman soldiers ride through with a prisoner.
But the streets were not silent.

The soldiers didn’t take any notice…
but I could see…
and I know I did not leave Interamna alone.

If they had seen with better eyes they would have seen the loving support…

on the ground…

and strewn about the city…

I said goodbye to Interamna…
and Interamna said goodbye to me…
without one word being spoken.

When all one can give is the smallest gesture…
the smallest gesture is the grandest gift.

These ropes that bind my wrists are nothing compared to the invisible bonds of marriage that will surround me every mile of the journey to Rome.

Where there are two bound by marriage…
and the third unbreakable cord of God…
there is love.

Where there is love there is freedom.

Where there is freedom to love there is God.

I am silenced now.
But can Our Lord be silenced?

Claudius will now have his way. I was the only one marrying in the entire Empire. Who will marry while I am gone? If I die, marriage dies with me. But yet I hear as clearly as the rhythm of the horses’ steps, “Marriage will not die.”

The Emperor decreed there would be no more marriage.
Yet he is unaware that he is now surrounded by secret marriages.


He is encircled by the bonds of the matrimony he has declared non-existent.

He is but one man.
He has taken me prisoner.
He does not know he is captive.

Soon we pass by the Coliseum where beasts have torn Christians limb from limb.

We pass by the stakes that still remain from when Nero burned Christians at night to light the city streets.

I am certain this is not by chance.

Am I afraid?

I have faith.
I have love.
Love casts out all fear.


I am afraid.


There is more to this story of Valentine, Bishop of Interamna, which will conclude on Valentine’s day.

Please come back.


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{ 10 comments… read them below or add one }

Debbie February 6, 2012 at 10:38 am

I heart this story. Your writing just gets better and better! :) God bless you and carry you today, in His love.


Craig February 6, 2012 at 3:01 pm

thank you Debbie – a years worth of practice – and reading poets – I think that’s what’s doing it (ツ) God bless you my friend – and I got your card – thank you (ツ)


Craig February 6, 2012 at 3:54 pm

and yes – I thought the same thing – a bunny probably did have something to do with that card – so I only read your part (ツ)


Debbie February 6, 2012 at 4:20 pm

ahahaha! :) You are a wise man! God bless you!


Katie February 6, 2012 at 10:11 pm

“Am I afraid? I have faith. I have love. Love casts out all fear. Yes. I am afraid.” Admitting that is the hardest part for me, but yes I am afraid, anxious, but I too have faith and love. Thank you for the reminder that even in my fear I have those precious gifts.


Craig February 7, 2012 at 11:25 am

Katie, I think the deal is that nobody – not even “Saints” – have enough faith to get the job done. you put it really well by saying that “even in my fear I have those precious gifts” – that’s a brilliant statement. I join you in your imperfect faith – because that’s the kind I have – precious – but imperfect. God bless you Katie!


Lisa Maria February 7, 2012 at 10:50 am

Its going to be hard to wait a whole week to read more…I’m the type who reads until I can’t read anymore or I’ve come to the end (at least I do when mommy duties allow) Beautifully written Craig! There are so many profound little statements tucked in… but we know that love goes deep.

Keep on weaving dream weaver…God bless!


Craig February 7, 2012 at 11:29 am

The words aren’t going anywhere – I’m very grateful whenever you get to come by – and leave a comment – I totally understand only having so many usable hours in the day – this from someone who woke up 44 times last night in eight hours (I counted) – ugh – only so many usable hours today. There will be a new installment tomorrow – then probably one on Friday, and Sunday, I think it’s time I go down to posting one post, seven days a week, and alternating between blogs – I have to find more time to live – and to read the blogs I heart – I hope this plan works – it’s really easy to write one post a day – the writing of two posts a day like I’ve been doing – that’s really, really, really hard. Anyway, thank you for your always kind words Lisa Maria. God bless you!


Caddo Veil February 8, 2012 at 1:25 pm

Craig–So Beautiful!! I wonder where you get the fabulous images to compliment your writing? I feel like I’m walking into a theater to watch a really good romantic love story–carries me away. God bless you abundantly.


Craig February 19, 2012 at 12:21 pm

Caddo, I’m still fighting a wee bit of pneumonia – hard to keep my head up as I type these words – but now I’m almost caught up on all the comments. I can’t believe it’s taken me this long to get this one – I’ve spent about seven or eight hours catching up on them all. And I really need to answer this one – first of all – thank you for your kind words – they are encouraging – more than you know. Secondly, about pictures. The Internets is about sharing– and there are so many amazing artists out there who share their work – just like you share your poetry. Every picture that comes from someone else I always link the source to – you’ll notice that below the pictures they come from someone else I have the word “source” – and to give proper credit. Whenever there’s a picture with no credit – that’s because it came from me. I just Google search them – that’s all – and of the six hours it takes to write two posts per day for the two blogs – I’d say at least an hour is spent on finding just the perfect pictures – they’re out there – it just takes time. Hope that answers your question – if not, let me know, and I’ll e-mail you. God bless you Caddo!!


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