by a Student
Christmas, 1999




Everytime I meditate we become one
and all thoughts of separation fly away.

Everytime I try to separate from the way I see you
I come back to the way of light.

Everytime I try to merge with everything, I do –
but then I remember my brothers and sisters here,
and we become the highest light

I don't know what is the highest light here,
except the feeling of having to climb for it

all of us together

through unbelievable obstacles
it makes it somehow tenable ...
makes you somehow accessible ...

we're you, you are us
in the highest lights of eternity

I challenge you to find a difference

you challenge us to find a difference.

Love binds the wounds,
equals the losses,
sometimes even dries the tears.

Thank you Rama for Everything
(and then some!)


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