April 20, 2005

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  If the sun knew its own brightness,

  
  

  Would it shine brighter?

  
  

  If a flower knew its own scent,

  
  

  Would it smell sweeter?

  
  

  If a pear knew its own flavor,

  
  

  Would it taste yet more divine?

  
  

  If a violin knew its own voice,

  
  

  Would it sing more lovely than before?

  
  

  Oh if only you knew, without doubt,

  
  

  Your own beauty!

  
  

  Would you become more beautiful?

  
  

  If you saw yourself through my eyes

  
  

  You would stand before a glimpse of heaven.

  
  

  If you could inhale your breathe through my nostrils,

  
  

  You could run the length of time without stopping.

  
  

  If you could imagine your kiss on my tongue,

  
  

  No fruit, honey, candy, or drink would have any favor with you.

  
  

  If you could hear your voice in my ears,

  
  

  Even the most beautiful music would be as silence.

  
  

  All these, all this, all things of which I have

  
  

  Spoken, I receive in but a moment of your

  
  

  Presence, of a distance being an inch or a mile.

  
  

  I need not touch beauty

  
  

  to know beauty,

  
  

  I need not eyes to see it

  
  

  For what need has a heart of eyes to see

  
  

  What it already knows to be truth?

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