In the silence between your heartbeat bides a summons. Do you hear it? Name it if you must, or leave it forever nameless, but why pretend it is not there?
Raise your words, not voice. It is rain that grows flowers, not thunder.
In real existence there is only unity.
All we really want is love's confusing joy.
For those who realize that everything is from God, everything is the same.
Flowers every night Blossom in the sky; Peace in the Infinite, At peace am I.