




Daisaku Ikeda wrote:Living here on Earth,
we breathe the rhythms of a universe that extends infinitely above us.
When resonant harmonies arise between this vast outer cosmos and the inner human cosmos,
poetry is born.
i never stopped loving.
i just stopped showing


if i hadn't met you, i wouldn't like you.
if i hadn't liked you, i wouldn't love you.
if i hadn't loved you, i wouldn't miss you.
but i did and i will.


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