You are a gift to me
Yes you
You might call me enemy
And ascribe all manner of thoughts and actions to me
All of which I do not find in my own heart
No matter
I see you only with love
And gratitude for what you teach
You challenge me to practice on the razor's edge
My faith grows deeper, stronger
So hate me if you will
It's all transformed to glory
I bow to you
My friend
With love
