When listening turned into a reward (poem)

I saw her limping body approaching mine,
and I glanced at her with my arms closed.
While listening to her slow-stammering,
my arms dropped down loose to the belly.

All through, I was listening with attention,
her talking about love, gratitude and God.
I felt my arms opening up to her embrace,
overflowing with sweet-and-innocent love.
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"Act, but without attachment to its reward", Krishna in Gita