I need you

I am old fashioned.

I love simple living.

Not many stuffs, not much possession.

 

As a tree needs water, sun, and air

as a rock needs fellow rocks and passengers-by

as a brook needs a reflections and ripples from time to time

as a flower needs a butterfly and some bees

I need a poem, a song, and a prayer

then some friends who can pray and praise together

and a bowl of soup and a piece of bread

 

Ah, I need you, of course.

Then the whole universe is complete as I am fulfilled.

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