What  I give is free,

For it was given to me without consequence.

Whom I choose is mine for the gift I didn’t choose, but by divine fate

I was chosen.

What I bear is light

For only sorrow carries weight.

What I feel agrees

For thought and feeling have merged

and what I know is peace

For the verge of life is having no mysteries.

But what I take is wisdom so the cycle repeats again.