Full of sweet fire
If the bowl is all you can see,
then you need some turning around, some burning, some awakening.
If you can taste the sweet essence inside,
If you can feel the light inside,
Then, my friend,
Flowers want to erupt out of the rock’s body
And touch your feet;
And the prophets rush out of their abodes
To be at your service.
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