Sunday, September 10, 2006

First Love

The deep blue sky,
the snow-capped mountains painted against the horizon,
and the shining red sun sing with joy.
You, Blessed One, are my first love.
The love that is always present, always pure, and freshly new.
And I shall never need a love that will be called “last.”
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- Thich Nhat Hanh

1 comment:

Sleeping Lotus said...

This beautiful painting of the Baby Jesus is by Simon Dewey. It's easy to see why the poem is a perfect expression of what the heart feels when you see this picture.