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Simple Things Must Have the Brightest Glow
Simple things must have the brightest glow:
After all the passion, there is love.
Rest easy in the troubles and the years:
All these pass, and what remains is love.
How simple to step out of self-concern,
Shorn of all the boundaries and the fears,
Hoping for the answer we all know:
A beauty we must constantly relearn.
Until we love, we cannot shed real tears,
Nor can we feel our hearts with pleasure move. |
| Nicholas Gordon |
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