Forget me not's

From afar is felt and seen

The wide loving pulse of thee

Learning and asking

Never stopping to reach


The spirit that lingers that force,

Becomes the movement that makes it whole

As threads within the draw

Molding the dream that tied it up


In learning you will teach,

In teaching you will learn

Listening to your inner voice

The knowledge of the universe unfolds


Is not outside, on a temple or a page

Is just the love when is felt

Every time you dare to see

Your true self.


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