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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