Clover of hearts

The clover, to my mind, is a symbol of simplicity, but not the dull simplicity -that is nothing- but the complex simplicity achieved by attaching to what is truly important in life, to what make us happy. So this is sort of an offering for the people I love, a way to say to them (on this hectic time I'm going through) how good it does to me to love them.
I had to take the poem from my talented friend Russ Loar, no other could fit the concept this well.

If you have to make an offering, offer not your money but your defects [if you are allowed to, that is], so that you are redeemed and made whole.

Swami Brahmananda Saraswati.

So worried,
About money,
About accomplishment,
About failure.

So overwhelmed,
By work,
By family,
By modern life.

Sometimes,
Late at night,
Early in the morning,
In the middle of the day,
You wonder who you are,
Why your life turned out this way,
So uneventful.

Love,
Love is all you have left,
Mad unrestrained love,
For your family,
For movie stars,
For your friends,
For total strangers,
For babies,
For dogs and cats and birds
And all living things,
Every tree and flower,
For even the sky-darkening clouds
And the rain,
The individual drops of rain
That fall on your cheek
Like tears of forgiveness,
And you realize
You are forgiven,
All is forgiven
Because you love,
And that is enough.

Russ Allison Loar, "Because you love".