Sow the seeds of selflessness
Tend a garden of unequivocal love
Harvest, the beauty of life's happiness


Recompense




Aye, Pride that Loathsome beast
That which carries with it a tumult of
Consequential pain, causes in empty ideals of self absorption and self import
Let go!
Come to an understanding
Sow the seeds of selflessness
Tend a garden of unequivocal love
Harvest, the beauty of life's happiness
Let us make love in the rain
Rather than cry in it
Let the empty pride wash away
And with it,
Let come a tender union of two hearts
Bearing each others cares
My motives are yours, yours are mine
Let the rain nurture them and us in our time of
Rain's recompense and Love
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Poetry by W. Burkholder
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Written on 2007-03-01 at 14:53

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