Alone with my thoughts
I contemplate a heart full of love
Love for no one person
But for all creation
I pledge my troth to the Giaa
My heart belongs to Terra
My affection I give to Sol
The origin of life.
I love the sick and dirty wretch
Crumpled in a subway entrance
I love the dying
Looking at mortality
I love the holy ones
And the whores
I love beasts of the field
The birds of the air
And every microscopic being
That are also a gift of the creator.
I love not one
But all
In so loving
My soul is a child of God
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