Love - Joni Mitchell

    Although I speak in tongues
    Of men and angels
    I'm just sounding brass
    And tinkling cymbals without love--

    Love suffers long--
    Love is kind!--
    Enduring all things--
    Love has no evil in mind

    If I had the gift of prophecy--
    And all the knowledge--
    And the faith to move the mountains
    Even if I understood all of the mysteries--
    If I didn't have love
    I'd be nothing

    Love--never looks for love--
    Love's not puffed up--
    Or envious--
    Or touchy--
    Because it rejoices in the truth
    Not in iniquity
    Love sees like a child sees

    As a child I spoke as a child--
    I thought and I understood as a child--
    But when I became a woman--
    I put away childish things
    And began to see through a glass darkly

    Where, as a child, I saw it face to face
    Now, I only know it in part
    Fractions in me
    Of faith and hope and love
    And of these great three
    Love's the greatest beauty

    Marco Giunco
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