I didn’t follow the holy man around
 	I never sat down to a meal with him
Loving him began this way: water
 	poured into emptiness
 	the bowl filling
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A poem
I didn’t follow the holy man around
 	I never sat down to a meal with him
Loving him began this way: water
 	poured into emptiness
 	the bowl filling
