You are every sweet song of mine
You are my Love, you are my Beloved;
You are my heart, my soul, and the faith of mine.
By your breath I am alive;
What is one life? – you are a hundred lives of mine.
Without you, bread cannot feed a man;
You are the water and the bread of mine.
By your touch, poison becomes medicine;
You are the cure and the sweet nectar of mine.
You are the garden, the grass, and the heavens;
You are the cypress, and the laughing jasmine of mine.
I have entered that supreme silence.
Please, you go on
My mouth may open, words may come out,
But you are every sweet song of mine.
We are as the flute
We are as the flute, and the music in us is from thee;
we are as the mountain and the echo in us is from thee.
We are as pieces of chess engaged in victory and defeat:
our victory and defeat is from thee, O thou whose qualities are comely!
Who are we, O Thou soul of our souls,
that we should remain in being beside thee?
We and our existences are really non-existence;
thou art the absolute Being which manifests the perishable.
We all are lions, but lions on a banner:
because of the wind they are rushing onward from moment to moment.
Their onward rush is visible, and the wind is unseen:
may that which is unseen not fail from us!
Our wind whereby we are moved and our being are of thy gift;
our whole existence is from thy bringing into being.
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