Four Feelings

Close the door, don’t open Madness it’s calling insistently Demanding to get in without invitation Willing to stay and start a fire.

Another comes with persistence Seek and calls but not answer Isn’t other than indifference With its action quits the battle.

Braking doors Jumping mounts horsing comes the heart without notice, the passion.

Of the four, the best Warm and patient Kindness and compassion The best of all, love.

By Tiko: