How can I judge you when I do not know
The river of your heart, it’s undertow
Forgetting the wide looking that we need
Too attentive to the goals of speed
I may compare you to another friend
And in comparison, our love might end
I may not take you in as one true whole
How little do we look, ensnared by goals?
When attention lapses and we dream
We may see our soul and its true themes
Too sharp a focus makes our mind compress
Our narrowed eyes untrue to second guess
With my whole body I perceive the true
No purpose , no desire, nothing but you.
How my heart sings 