A precious rosary

She simply wanted to share her heart

How cruel is the truth sometimes

How inhospitable for the innocent heart

Love is a smooth

Clear

Effortless overflowing power

She should have trusted her intuition

She simply wanted to share her heart

Love is a rosary made of gemstones

Each gemstone is a love story

She has mistaken a pebble for a moonstone

Finally she threw it in a still pond

And all the ripples circling on and on

Unfolding on and on

Divulging the law of the universe

Nothing is created nothing is lost

All is transforming