63. The weaver

The world weaves
A garland of curses
For me
When I forget to admire her beauty.

The world weaves
A garland of curses
For me
When I underestimate the value of her gifts.

The world weaves
A garland of curses
For me
When I adore the Light and Delight of Heaven.

The world weaves
A garland of curses
For me
When I love the Silence-King inside my heart.