Cold comforts set between us, things to share
Gleaming in a bucket of clean water.
–Seamus Heaney, When all the others were away at Mass
The world is full of love
Gleaming in a bowl
Epic in the moments
Miniscule and whole
The world is full of love
Melting into drops
Transferring timelessly
It never really stops
The world is full of love
Together in a task
Fluent in our motions
And questions never asked
By Richard W. Bray
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