What have you
To offer to me?
What is it
You feel I ask?
O my people,
What you see
To be your task.

Not that you
Forever harp on
Things so clear
To me above –
Simple are my
All I ask
Is that you love.

Love is clear
And Love is simple,
Quick to help
And slow to cease,
Love is Gratitude
And Patience,
Love is Kindness,
Love is Peace.

Source: excerpt of the poem “In This Stillness” from Water at the Roots