Monday, September 24, 2012

Learn with heart yearn...

Opened to new worlds
Breathed in a refreshing breath
Scent unknown
But comfort kept

A great design
Of figures and shapes
Passing times and counting rhymes 

Presence in melancholy
Opened to singing soulfully

What tree would you be, she asked
If you could be a tree which would you choose-
I wondered--
Weep with the willow
Flow like the silver magic

Learning to learn
Learn with a heart yearn
Choose a life of love
Choose to learn love

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