Love enabled
Without a thought springing to the others aid,
brushing aside words of gratitude received,
as a bliss mist, in waters of love we wade,
divine light of our soul from ego retrieved.
All doings are done by God and so are ours,
thus it’s His hand alone that heals bleeding scars,
so worthy hermit, to this truth hold on fast,
catching the winds of love by raising heart’s mast.
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