I Loving I
There is a love spring, a prodigious source
It enters me through the bottom of my soul
I find it does not care for my rhymes
but is their reason,
It fills my eyes, like tears of joy.
It is a current which carries my heart up
up
where there is nothing left but me and
this source...
All is this source, and I...
a drop in the Circle
It is an endless cycle of I loving I
loving I loving I loving I