You are a fountain of the sun's light. I am a willow shadow on the ground. You make my raggedness silky.
Only from the heart can you touch the sky.
This silence, this moment, every moment, If it's genuinely inside you, brings what you need.
What is the heart? It is not human and it is not imaginary. I call it you.
The drum of the realization of the promise is beating, we are sweeping the road to the sky. Your joy is here today, what remains for tomorrow?
Raise your words, not your voice.