Our hearts pray to be melted away
On the kind earth all weapons to lay
Sewing all patches into one glorious quilt
Tuning the soul to the beloved’s play
Bharat Thakur
Melt into the beloved
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Meanerdings of a traveller on a journey to nowhere. The only search is one for perspective. To see beyond the seeing, hear beyong the hearing and feel from the heart beyond the emotion….. To become the witness, to not differentiate and to joyfully accept the nature of everything