What is love
If not given
What is a gift
If not received
The heart that gives
Has its own needs
But while it gives
It is filled to the full
To be all poured out
Into another’s emptiness
Is the way to receive
From an infinite source
Treasures more real
Than can be touched
Healing to one’s soul
Joy to the heart
And peace of mind too
A higher living
Beyond one’s own needs
For sustenance and Love
Becoming a wellspring
Of providencial aid
True love does not
Seal off its vault
For fear of loss
Of the little it has
True love lets in
Pure heavenly light
It’s own emptiness filling up
With a new zest for life itself
And that is the way
To live fulfilled
Fearlessly truimphant
Over what tomorrow holds.
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