I know it is illusion, but let me know it any way,
I feel it passing, but let me feel it now, some how,
The borders are failing, but let me slow this bliss,
In a transient miracle of form, finished before it began.
The passion to serve the ‘other’ in the relief of suffering through processes of awakening is born out of the simple truth that it makes me feel better. Your welfare is my welfare. We never were divided. The love we share is the love we experience. So it is with peace.