What is this experience we call Love
Is it life wearing a beautiful Mask?
Is it truth holding a mirror to ourselves?
Is it intoxication of the most perfect sort?
Is it the practice of coming back to the breath?
Nothing new to say, Just perhaps a fresh, soft perspective
Looking into the eye of love, What moves away?
What call do we hearken to? That is sweeter than this song
Whose refrain is echoing through-out the universe,
around the water hole*
*1420.40575 MHz
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