How close are you today
To your heartbeat?
Do you hear the music of the sun?
What did the fresh snow whisper
To your warm feet this morning?
The mind thinks you have a ring
Of remembrance on your finger. –
The truth is
You are the ring of radiance
Around the galaxies.
You are the molecules and the dust
From which the moon is made.
A friend is the one who wakes up
and finds You inside her laughter.
Don’t run away.
Meet everything as they
Come your way –
Pain, pleasure, fear, sorrow –
But don’t cling to anything
And anyone.
The one who has arrived
Is beyond wanting.
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