Love is the road that leads;
Our souls to union vast.Love is the passion-storm
That sports with our vital dust.Love’s child is emotion-flame.
Love’s eyes are freedom, fear.Love’s heart is breath or death.
And love is cheap, love dear. ```From:Sri Chinmoy,The Inner Promise - Paths to Self-Perfection, Simon and Schuster, 1974
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