Put your thoughts to sleep,
do not let them cast a shadow
over the moon of your heart.
Let go of thinking.
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Nothing can help me but that beauty.
There was a dawn I remember
when my soul heard something from your soul.
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I drank water from your spring, and felt the current take me.
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Let silence take you to the core of life.
Be a lamp, or a lifeboat, or a ladder.
Help someone's soul heal.
Walk out of your house like a shepherd.
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And watch two men washing clothes,
one makes dry clothes wet.
The other makes wet clothes dry.
They seem to be thwarting each other,
but their work is a perfect harmony.
Every holy person seems to have a different doctrine and practice,
but there's really only one work.
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You think of yourself
as a citizen of the universe.
You think you belong
to this world of dust and matter.
Out of this dust
you have created a personal image,
and have forgotten
about the essence of your true origin
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| Birch tree sunset © Jennifer Phillips |
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