This love –

there is love in nature
it is constant and it is pure
this love never ends
this love always mends

it speaks not a word
but your spirit understands
when your palms open wide
up – into blue blue sky

when your feet sense morning grass
underneath their nakedness
fresh cool green
and you begin

growing your roots
deep into the heart
of where the sun never sets
of where the source never fades

beating like a drum in your chest
filling your veins with life
this love always mends
this love never ends

© edk


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