Just for a moment, flowers appear
on the empty, nearly-spring tree.
Just for a second, wind
through the wild thicket thorns.
Self inside self, You are nothing but me.
Self inside self, I am only You.
What we are together
will never die.
The why and how of this?
What does it matter?
[Taken from Poetry for the Spirit: Poems of Universal Wisdom and Beauty, Edited by Alan Jacobs]
Lalleshwari
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