The Breath of Love
Love overcomes even the coldest heartThe Breath of Love Love still exists and thoughWe are stung by life’s riddles The rain, and by mourning; The breath of love turnsEverything soft; we areLulled by the sound Brushing through trees The smell of roses poolsLike ponds over water. Curling rushes form breathless curves;Stars pour from the Milky WaySo dense, so bright, as if time were on fireThe universe looks back on itselfThrough billowing rings of brightnessOu...