Spirit, yearning so
waves, the cherry blossom hangs
so high; so my love.
Feb 15, 2017
Feb 15, 2017 at 3:52 PM UTC
Spirit, yearning so
waves, the cherry blossom hangs
so high; so my love.
Perfect Love, the highest ideal, hangs above me, forever unattainable; yet I strive, and in doing so I am filled with awareness, and through this, peace. And so I am content in my striving, though it may bring me to tears, at times. For I am doing my best. And that is enough.
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