Tuesday, March 06, 2007

Music Master

You that love lovers,
This is your home. Welcome!

In the midst of making form,
Love made this form that melts form,
With love for the door,
Soul the vestibule.

Watch the dust grains moving
In the light near the window.
Their dance is our dance.

We rarely hear the inward music,
But we’re all dancing to it nevertheless,
Directed by the one who teaches us
The pure joy of the sun,
The music master.



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