How happy is the soul that practices caring for it.
|Fractal worlds: Energy art for the New Earth||
The garden of Love
is green without limit
and yields many fruits
other than sorrow
Love is beyond either condition:
it is always fresh.
Those who don't feel this Love
pulling them like a river,
those who don't drink dawn
like a cup of spring water
or take in sunset like supper,
those who don't want to change,
let them sleep.
This Love is beyond the study of theology,
that old trickery and hypocrisy.
If you want to improve your mind that way,
I've given up on my brain.
I've torn the cloth to shreds
and thrown it away.
If you're not completely naked,
wrap your beautiful robe of words
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