On the stone ledge above the water,
Where willow leaf-tips drink the wine.
If you say the spring breeze has no meaning,
Why does it bring me all these falling flowers?
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Love is always bestowed as a gift - freely, willingly and without expectation. We don't love to be loved; we love to love.
by Wallace StevensThe difficulty to think at the end of day,
When the shapeless shadow covers the sun
And nothing is left except light on your fur—
There was the cat slopping its milk all day,