Freedom is Love*

Knowing nothing about me,
the great oak refreshed me
with cool shade on a hot, summer day.
Never having seen me before,
the blooming lilacs comforted me
with their aroma of sweet memory.
With nothing to gain from me,
the morning sun welcomed me
shining brightly to guide my way.
Oh, if I may give as they give,
then I may know freedom
the freedom to love in this way.
*With gratitude for the writings of Anthony de Mello

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