Sunday, April 12, 2009

Heart to heart

When we look from the heart
Into the heart of all things
We find the same innocence

When we look at something
And miss the heart here and there
We find the same separateness

The price of separateness
Is the loss of innocence

The separate one does not deem this
To be a great loss
Nor a high price
To pay for its existence

But remember that separation too
Is born from the oneness
And the innocence
And returns to it surely

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