You come and you go,
yet you never leave me.
Are my actions as steadfast?
My loyalty as true?
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Sometimes you rush, and
others, you linger. Yet,
still, you remain with me. With
me, but never mine.
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Yet, you are mine. Yes,
though I own you not, you
are mine. A gift giv'n anew
as each now turns to now.
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Do I give to all
as freely as you give
to me? Do I share of my
self as openly?
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You ask for nothing.
Yet you give ev'rything.
How do you always have more?
From where comes your supply?
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What is that you say?
I give back to you? How?
My life, an offering? My
exhale... my action? Wow..
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So, you mean to say:
It's a cycle. You give,
I give, in return. My life
feeds you, as you feed me,
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together, we both
learn, grow, experience
Being. No purpose but Joy,
'Home' nowhere and Now, Here.
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You are both Ruler
and Servant. Benign and
loving Infinite. Teach me
to live without limit.
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You come and you go,
yet you never leave me.
Steadfast, I act; one with you.
To you, my breath, I am true.
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