Apparently two, but one in soul, you and I.
For the water animals, the ocean is like a garden; for the land animals, it is death and pain.
The ground's generosity takes in our compost and grows beauty! Try to be more like the ground.
The wine of this fleeting world caused your head to ache.
You are the fountain of the sun. I'm the shadow of a willow. You fall upon my forehead. I melt. You slip into my heart. It spills open. You surround me with such sweetness. I make it my home.
Submit to a daily practice. Your loyalty to that is a ring at the door. Keep knocking, and the joy inside will eventually open a window and look out to see who's there.