The way I love is the way I love,
as I learn the way I learn.
I love the way I love.
My heart burns the way a fire burns.

The heart that learns to burn with love
can continually pour out kindness and honey
like rivers flowing from the mountaintops,
rich in health and wealth greater than money.

The way I love is the way I love.
Love lifts my spirit when it gets weary.

The soul that loves the light
can dissolve the burdens, and can move
burnin’ hearts to learn easily
the way, the way that they love:

The only way we know how.

Published by Andrew Blitman

Andrew Blitman is a poet and artist who is also the webmaster of this blog. He is the published author of 13 books, including "Birthright 2012: A Voyage into the Heart and Soul of Israel" and the "Wild Writers" Series. He can be reached at this e-mail address: andrew.blitman@gmail.com View all posts by Andrew Blitman