1- Love sparks in us with tongues of fire,
Love purifies every desire;
And when the need to teach in me becomes desire,
Love is there to inspire.
2- Struck by vanity: Who am I?
A tree sheltering the fowl of the sky?
A grain of corn in earth I lie,
No fruit unless I die!!
3- To You my Lord, I present all I have,
Despite my naught, I'm a roaring wave.
Without Your Love, there I hang,
The emptier I am, the louder I bang!!
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