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.