The Temple of Love
The temple of love is not love itself;
True love is the treasure, Not the walls about it.
Do not admire the decoration, But involve yourself in the essence,
The perfume that invades and touches you
- The beginning and the end.
Discovered, this replace all else, The apparent and the unknowable.
Time and space are slaves to this presence.
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O Love
O Love, O Pure Deep Love,
Be here, Be now, Be all
– worlds dissolve into your stainless endless radiance,
Frail living leaves burn with your brighter than cold stares
– Make me your servant
,your breath, your core.
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to find our Valentine's Day Specials
for Men and Women
The temple of love is not love itself;
True love is the treasure, Not the walls about it.
Do not admire the decoration, But involve yourself in the essence,
The perfume that invades and touches you
- The beginning and the end.
Discovered, this replace all else, The apparent and the unknowable.
Time and space are slaves to this presence.
O Love
O Love, O Pure Deep Love,
Be here, Be now, Be all
– worlds dissolve into your stainless endless radiance,
Frail living leaves burn with your brighter than cold stares
– Make me your servant
,your breath, your core.
Go to www.scoshanyc.com
to find our Valentine's Day Specials
for Men and Women
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