Love means to learm to look at your self
The way on looks at distant things
For you only one thing among many.
And whorever sees that way heals his heart,
Without knowin it,from various ills
A bird and a three say to him:Friend.
Then he wants to use him self and things
So that they stand in the glow of ripeness.
It doesnt matter whether he knows what he serves:
Who serves best doesnt always understand.