I am a flower that blooms
perfume filtering the air
I am a veiled mystery
to hearts that don’t understand
and eyes that cannot yet see…
I am a reflection
I am a teacher
I am the lesson
I am the yang and the yin
I am the quiet voice amidst the din
I am a stranger, and stranger yet
I am a beloved friend
a secret well kept
I am a seeker
and I have been sought
I have been crushed and ground
tempered by fire
I have been dead
and I have been reborn
with passion and desire
I am strong, yet gentle
fiery, yet cool
creating from destruction
I am nurturing, and feel you
in the hidden depths of your soul
I am ancient and I am young
I am a germinating seed
I write and I am written
I belong to The Love Creed!
But I remain, only as you perceive…
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