There is a window from one heart to another heart.
The gates made of light swing open. You see in.
If you see Two in One - I only see One in Two
Tree limbs rise and fall like the ecstatic arms of those who have submitted to the mystical life. Leaf sounds talk together like poets making fresh metaphors.
The world is a mountain, in which your words are echoed back to you.
Don't turn away. Keep your gaze on the bandaged place. That's where the light enters you.