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The way I love you
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by Angela
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Sometimes my bowl is too big
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your love cannot fill it
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Sometimes my bowl is too small
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your love fills it and overflows
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When my heart is filled with greed and egoism
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No room is left for your love
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If I let them go, could it fit
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If I empty all of them, could it be enough
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The sky is high
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The flowers are so beautiful
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I learn how to live and love from nature
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Just flowing clouds, river and wind
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My bowl is getting as clear and as pure
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as your endless love
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Five Willows Poetry
I like this quite a bit.
ReplyDeleteIt's lovely!
ReplyDeleteYes, I like it as well... especially this section:
ReplyDeleteSometimes my bowl is too big
your love cannot fill it
Sometimes my bowl is too small
your love fills it and overflows