Jubilance Stories

Were pain the price of love And worth the right of skill, They would not rise above The peace of a good will. It would be less than right, Since gifts are made to be A source of true delight, For skill and love to flee. May skill then not depart From sweet tranquility. And may love too in heart Befriend both peace and glee. - Joshua Aaron Guillory

When love meets desire, And wisdom leads the way, What will then transpire, Except joy every day? Peace will come along, Fulfilling every plan, Canceling each wrong From any evil man. - Joshua Aaron Guillory