is not all a scacrifice a giving up a yielding the sun of its light a cloud of its water nothing is retained only transformed freely a fruit from the tree gives life to its own or another freely the fruits of the heart declare a want to love all life gives of its own kind for another to be created the one soul to the many even a thought maybe sacrificed for another more open than the previous competition has no part in its origin only the giving up has perpetuated its form
origin of species
Posted - Jun 24 2015 : 11:16:07 AM
