To the world ..I'm one day a prince, one day a pauper....
But to you...I'm always Divine..
When do we meet each other, where do we meet each other....seems not so often yet it seems I know you forever..
Everything else seems unreal, when you're here...
How do I see you...with my senses, or with Your eyes!?
How is it that suddenly my hands become Your hands, their voice becomes Yours..whatever service I receive is from You and You alone. Who are you and Who am I...who are they and who are we ...what could be time and space in this eternity...Why is this silence so spellbinding..what lies in this emptiness and nothingness of Silence. Yet it's the entire space and everythingness. Where all you are and where are you not. Where is it that you're not. Who is this I that doesn't have any faculties ...to know the absolute You because there is no me. How do I keep getting to this plane of words full of silence and silence full of love...Now, I know, I know nothing, I don't need to know anything....there is You...and in this Oneness with the only truth....I resume to this inexplicable silence being You.
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