The Bent-Knee Time

Love does its best, and gives its best, and is its best. That’s a fixed law. That’s the law of love. That’s the love of love. And so you always know how much there is by how much is given and done and been. Love can’t help itself. It must. That’s its life. Otherwise it shrinks up and gasps and dies. How much do you know of love? It’s easy to find out. You’re telling daily.