Even if I Knew
I am the tree surrounded by forest. I am a drop of water awash in the ocean. I am a grain of sand windswept in the desert. I am a window in a universe made of glass. Even if I knew the answers I could not tell them to you. There is nothing hiding but what you wish to conceal. Love will open you and nothing else. There is no metaphor which can substitute for love. Everything warms to the sun, but is not the sun. Even trees fall short of the mountaintop.
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