Life...
Humor...
What a wonder... to have eyes.
What a joy it is to empty your sorrow.
The cups...
Imagine the world...
One tearing eye the other joyful
In between is the shaft through which we draw another
circle.
To fear is to empty love.
To love is to empty fear.
To be in love causes to fear loosing
To fear is to prevent love from entering
Such a fine line.
To be nothing is to allow everything.
Fire and water...
To closely and they end each other
Put a layer of understanding between them...
Then will u find the scales... the essence.
The cloud will turn to air. Fragrance.
The surviving will become base.
That's what we are.
The entire process is made to wield a mindful sword
Of the finest of materials.
Refined.
Every perfected essence goes higher and deeper into our
Self understanding as a whole.