Love
Has no beginning or end
Only the ideas about it
End or begin.
When the sun holds
you in her warm smile
and says,
beloved,
I cannot hide your
beauty any more –
and so I continue
to shine -
Then you will realize
That you are not
Separate from the sun
As well as the one
Who is listening.
Has no beginning or end
Only the ideas about it
End or begin.
When the sun holds
you in her warm smile
and says,
beloved,
I cannot hide your
beauty any more –
and so I continue
to shine -
Then you will realize
That you are not
Separate from the sun
As well as the one
Who is listening.
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