to cause a hundred veils to fall each moment.
First, to let go of life.
In the end, to take a step without feet;
to regard this world as invisible,
and to disregard what appears to be the self.
Heart, I said, what a gift it has been
to enter this circle of lovers,
to see beyond seeing itself,
to reach and feel with the breast.
aaaahhhhhhhh... this heart sings! Amazing how this creation of Stillness from hundreds of years ago is still vibrantly alive today and points directly to itself. The timelessness of true love, of beauty, of Stillness... of who we are.
p.s. we're off to see the lovers... the wonderful lovers of... Truth! Avon & Toronto ~ that's you!