If you are irritated by every rub, how will your mirror be polished?
When inward tenderness finds the secret hurt, pain itself will crack the rock and Ah! Let the soul emerge.
We gather at night to celebrate being human. Sometimes we call out low to the tambourine. Fish drink the sea, but the sea does not get smaller! We eat the clouds and evening light. We are slaves tasting the royal wine.
I want your sun to reach my raindrops, so your heat can raise my soul upward like a cloud.
I have put duality away. I have seen the two worlds are one.
Ignore those that make you fearful and sad, that degrade you back towards disease and death.