The house of love
True love is a mirror
what you see
is what you get
and what you give
is what you'll receive
opposites mirror
one anther
hate mirrors hate
disappointment
disappointment
and true love
love
love honest
love in earnest
earth and sky are one
one then can never be two
two halves make one whole
this journey centers us
like a fruit stone
like a temple
like the Taj Mahal
the love we are shown
is received
as our garden
as our home
as our country
so gracious
is the house of love
poem by Mark Heathcote
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