“I, You, He, She, We.In the garden of Mystic Lovers.
These are not true distinctions.”
You are my Love, you are my Beloved;
You are my heart, my soul, and the faith of mine.
By your breath I am alive;What is one life?
You are a hundred lives of mine.
Without you, bread cannot feed a man;
You are the water and the bread of mine.
By your touch, poison becomes medicine;
You are the cure and the sweet nectar of mine.
You are the garden, the grass,
and the heavens;
You are the cypress, the laughing jasmine of mine.
I have entered that supreme silence.
Please, you go on . . .
My mouth may open, words may come out,
But you are every sweet song of mine….!