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"who is it we spend our whole life loving?" ...kabir

This poem is dedicated to one who let me hear the call of the coyote



I love others calmly and with grace

But YOU I love with raging heartbeats

and no words

An immense power

this love

I ask not that it be returned

For that cannot be

And I know not of its cause

It just is

Like the rhythm of day

Light becomes dark, dark becomes light

And I find you in all the things of my world

The storm on April nights

The hummingbird in standstill motion outside my window

The whispers and moans of a spring night breeze

It all brings me to you

I feel as if a cloistered monk loving something


in solitude

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