Sometimes, that’s all it takes:
A gentle open mind, so simple.
To disarm resistance and even ill-will,
To thaw this heart of mine.
It’s that quiet warmth from a stranger,
The humorous acceptance from a friend.
The unguarded trust and curiosity
In the eyes of the unhurt child.
This gentle open mind, that is natural,
As easy to wear as a tailored shirt of silk,
Is my true refuge, my soul’s bodyguard,
Known by everyone in the hundred names for love.
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