tiistai 21. maaliskuuta 2017

The Arctic Bramble of Agape

Every set of your tapping 
In a flash of your presence

The breath talks silently like you do

The way is the heart

To flow with agape is to let it live

Fluctuations hum with the wind
Like the great drum in a loving spin

The movement, the stillness 

The field is sowed there's 

Nothing to grasp

Everything to love as it grows 


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