A Love Born
There is a Love born with us into us
Anyone who is not walking toward that Love is already
laying down inside their casket waiting, waiting, just waiting
How do we know if we are walking toward that Love?
When the thingness of things becomes
each day more and more like sunlight, like sunlight,
like sunlight, like sunlight
Our body is a window
At first we discover the light of divinity shining into us
through that transparency
Later, we realize that, in fact
it shines out from our secretmost heart
to become the brilliance of this world
How do we know if we are walking toward that Love?
When the thingness of things becomes
each day more and more like sunlight,
like sunlight,
like sunlight, like sunlight
The body is a cathedral window,
rose colored glass and beautiful design
HeartMind is a candle
on that cathedral's altar
Outside inside becomes a single mass of brilliance and
... Our living?
Our living is where these two brilliances meet
in our walking towards Love
in our walking towards Love
How do we know if we are walking toward that Love?
When the thingness of things becomes
each day more and more like sunlight,
like sunlight,
like sunlight, like sunlight
like sunlight, like sunlight
like sunlight, like sunlight
Anyone who is not walking toward that Love is already
laying down inside their casket waiting, waiting, just waiting
How do we know if we are walking toward that Love?
When the thingness of things becomes
each day more and more like sunlight, like sunlight,
like sunlight, like sunlight
Our body is a window
At first we discover the light of divinity shining into us
through that transparency
Later, we realize that, in fact
it shines out from our secretmost heart
to become the brilliance of this world
How do we know if we are walking toward that Love?
When the thingness of things becomes
each day more and more like sunlight,
like sunlight,
like sunlight, like sunlight
The body is a cathedral window,
rose colored glass and beautiful design
HeartMind is a candle
on that cathedral's altar
Outside inside becomes a single mass of brilliance and
... Our living?
Our living is where these two brilliances meet
in our walking towards Love
in our walking towards Love
How do we know if we are walking toward that Love?
When the thingness of things becomes
each day more and more like sunlight,
like sunlight,
like sunlight, like sunlight
like sunlight, like sunlight
like sunlight, like sunlight
Credits
Writer(s): Just A Tourist, Priya Tsomo
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