Bridge · Concrete · Faith

Reality

They asked me how could my love be real.
I ask myself that question every day.
What I know, what I feel
– stronger than the light of day.

I have not chosen to be,
I have not chosen anything,
not thee.

Would I be happy to set you free?
I take a deep breath,
and I think of thee.

I have not chosen to be.
I have not chosen anything,
I love you,
peace can find its nest in me.

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