There is something
being said
in this little world
we live in.
We are all
intimately connected.
Every thing we do
reverberates
at frequencies
We cannot know.
There is something
being said
in this little world
we live in.
We are all
intimately connected.
Every thing we do
reverberates
at frequencies
We cannot know.
There was a man
who thought about the past, that thought
His life was
Ending, future nonexistent,
and suddenly
one
day
he opened his eyes,
looked around
and realized
the wealth
that was about Him :
his friends,
his family, his health,
his loves,
and all
the many places
of his habitation
In others:
the souls,
that were
Mirrored in his soul,
And his soul that
was mirrored
in theirs,
and he realized:
this was good,
that in
this unity
itself there
was no other Existence;
that could be truer,
No greater longing
Than for this
Happiness;
And instantly
in the
Now,
he was
at peace,
in this place of
Kindred
Soul.
One Hundred Thousand
A hundred thousand lives
are passing before my eyes
But none of them
compares to you
A hundred thousand loves
are passing by my heart
but none of them
not a one
Is anything like you.