|A Prayer Diary||
I have put duality away,
I have seen the two worlds are one;
One I see, One I know,
One I see, One I call.
He is the first, He is the last,
He is the outward, he is the inward.
The water of the stream may have changed many times but the reflection of the moon and stars remains the same.
Watching my hand; He is moving it.
Hearing my voice; He is speaking...
Walking from room to room --
No one here but Him.
(posted on Poetry Chaikhana firstname.lastname@example.org)