when I think of all the bridges that I've got to build over deep lakes and hollow valleys, just the same, when I think of how the bridge would break and how its shattered pieces would either hit to become dust or provide to be the boats that cross the lake, just the same; I hear you saying you cannot be the lake to hold my shattered pieces and I tell you that I'm happy being your echo in your valley, just the same. Happy to see you being, you, just the same :) ❤️ Time to complete this #lovepoem. #youarentmine #YourQuoteAndMine #theunsungquill Collaborating with YourQuote Baba
