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A living art garden
of the invisible shapes
that shape us
in the wide landscape of love

Love is joy
in the beauty of another
Love is life
the sparkle of our world

Universal love
oh, what a boundless joy
Boundless love
the light of life

Poetry about humanity:
Who are we? Are we free?

Wealth is not in what we get,
but in what we create,
life is rich by this alone,
by the wealth of the soul,
the beauty of its love,
the omniscience of its mind,
as we enrich one another.

Sex doesn't define humanity,
we, humanity, define it.
There is no light in romance,
but what we bring to it.
Love is joy, in the beauty of another,
it reflects the beauty of the soul
of those who love.

This is our human world,
richer in brilliance than the stars,
and more infinite.

What are love, sex, and romance?
the ever changing:
Can we ever know?

Where lies the border,
between joy and pain,
sex, love, hate,
romance and violence,
unity and war?

But on the mountain,
with the world at our feet,
we see with different eyes,
here we see:
joy without pain,
love without hate,
sex and peace together,
bright in the sun.

How rich we can be!

Mountain
Love