Your blind side is here, my dear friend:
You cooperate with the mind and let the appearance fool you.
Then you pass a judgement that is punitive and harsh.
Be fearless. Don't stagger the grace of light.
Don't be shy to sit in the meadow where dandlions bloom,
as if they are strangers.
Come inside my room and have coffee with me
and you will see if my dance is different from yours
if my laughter is different from yours
if my longing is different from yours.
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