When You See The Setting,

If Someone Asks, But What Is Love? Answer, Dissolving The Will.

Deep In Our Hearts, The Light Of Heaven Is Shining.

Love Is The Soul's Light, The Taste Of Morning, No Me, No We, No Claim Of Being.

Not Christian Or Jew Or Muslim, Not Hindu, Buddhist, Sufi, Or Zen. Not Any Religion Or Cultural System. I Am Not From The East Or The West, Not Out Of The Ocean Or Up From The Ground, Not Natural Or Ethereal, Not Composed Of Elements At All. I Do Not Exist, Am Not An Entity In This World Or The Next, Did Not Descend From Adam Or Eve Or Any Origin Story. My Place Is Placeless, A Trace Of The Traceless. Neither Body Or Soul. I Belong To The Beloved, Have Seen The Two Worlds As One And That One Call To And Know, First, Last, Outer, Inner, Only That Breath Breathing Human Being.

I Sail With You On The Ocean Of My Dreams To A Far Away Distant Place Of Great Beauty And Tranquility. Where Suffering And Pain Do Not Exist, Where We Give Praises For Our Joy And Happiness, Where Our Love Interwines With Love For All Things.