She believes in karma,
And I in sowing and reaping,
She may hold out for Nirvana,
And I for heaven's keeping,
But we both see the flower
And both dream when we are sleeping,
What you do,
Can haunt you,
Can bless you,
Keep an eye out for life's beauty,
And tread softly,
With each others dreams,
And follow love,
Not duty.
M Joseph Burt (19.06.07)
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