Signs of Life
Wednesday, July 22, 1987
Love is letting go
Love is letting go,
that's what it's all about.
It's seed you have to sow
in furrows of your doubt.
It's wheat you go to reap
and harvest hundred-fold,
that while you were asleep
transfigured dust to gold.
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