I found the Divine within my Heart.

The breath of the flute player: does it belong to the flute?

I went inside my heart to see how it was. Something there makes me hear the whole world weeping.

You were born with wings, why prefer to crawl through life?

Through Love all that is bitter will be sweet, Through Love all that is copper will be gold, Through Love all dregs will become wine, through Love all pain will turn to medicine.

Your name is upon my tongue your image is in my sight your memory is in my heart where can I send these words that I write ?

In real existence there is only unity.