Dear woman,
I am at peace
In my love
For you.
Striving neither
To the right,
Nor to the left.
In stillness
I watch the Flower
Of love grow,
Listening to the
Voice of silence.
And if the petals
Of that Flower fall,
The silence stills me.
For Flowers
Bring forth seeds,
And in the stillness
I will watch.

Tony Crisp

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