Maybe if I brought the moon a little closer
Lovers would argue less
They might hold hands outside and point to
The heavens and say,
“I think God is up to
Something Sweet”
Rabia
(from Love Poems from God, Ladinsky)
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Morning light
the world glows
white with snow
everything is fresh
clean
beauty abounds
Ah my Beloved One
why am I sometimes
so slow to accept
Your
LOVE
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