Can we apply our self paradigm 

To how and why we are loved

Or is that the province of those

Who love us as they see fit

Our expectations of love and care

May be quite at odds with those

Who wish to love us as they see us

Far from our sense of who we are

Is the act of loving releasing all our

Sense of what we feel we need  

And in doing so become mendicant 

Trusting with grace all that is given

And in so doing fill ourselves

With new gifts of insight beyond 

Our understanding blossoming

Within us as a miraculous garden

Whose fruits provision our souls

To satiation beyond our dreams

Submerging self in the bounty

Provided solely by our lovers

Of course the reverse would be true