I know you're tired but come, this is the way.

What you seek is seeking you.

You dance inside my chest,
where no one sees you,

but sometimes I do, and that
sight becomes this art.

Lovers find secret places
inside this violent world
where they make transactions
with beauty.

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

Do you know what you are?
You are a manuscript oÆ’ a divine letter.
You are a mirror reflecting a noble face.
This universe is not outside of you.
Look inside yourself;
everything that you want,
you are already that.