He acts out of love
In the full patience
He is and nothing else
Nothing posesses him
And he doesn’t posess anything
He is completely free
He was wounded
They drove the dagger deep into him
But with his singing he opens the hearts
His love shines through him and with him
His patience, shining into every corner, every yard.
His pure consciousness shines into this world
The wise man becomes a mirror and increases the peace and calmness
But the mind tries to order,
to categorize between possessing and not possessing
Between rich and poor, between one and the other –
But the heart misjudges appearances and recognizes the existence of unity
The unity of sounds, the ocean of sounds
They unite everyone who truly listens to their heart