Gently

 

Drink slowly
This heady brew,
Sip, by gentle sip;
Commands or demands
Cannot ensure
Or prolong this Heavenly trip

 

Don't dredge the lake
For the reflected moon
Some things aren't won by force;
Precious gifts
Can't be bought or snatched,
Let nature take its course.

 

Look with your heart,
Give of yourself,
See what floats your way;
When Magic arrives
On love's gentle wings
Happiness will come to stay.

~ Shanta ~

 

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