in the home of my heart
without family or kin
the love flows without effort or discourse
the light falls gently from heaven
and the food is love divine
the fireplace whispers its warmth
and the wooden walls enfold me
my love is supreme and full
empty of desire
full of wanting nothing
i am come to the end of my wandering
this perfect end
this perfect home
this perfect life
Friday, October 29, 2010
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