Walking Around

There are Twelve steps on the Path of Love.
Some are taken to perfect the love of Oneself.
Some are taken to perfect Our love of Others,
Who, let’s be real here, are just You, incognito.
Such a trickster You are, Beloved!
Catching you out of the corner of my bluest eye,
I spill the coffee,
Watching us repairing the World.

 
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