Or when I'm walking in the barn,
I'll let low the lamp of life
As I spin a soulful yarn.
Love is a thousand good intentions
And the feeling to give and forgive
And to resurrect the soul from the burning cinders
So that the loved may love and live.
What is love that comes calling
On a smooth Autumn's day
When all of Nature rests at peace
And the love does all the say?
What is the heart's reason really
But to give and give,
Evolving to become a giant of love
So that even I may live.
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