All Religions. All This Singing. One Song.

You Don't Live On The Earth, You Are Passing Through It.

Everyone Sees The Unseen In Proportion To The Clarity Of His Hear.

We Are The Fingertips Of Blind Illusion, You Are The Absolute Cause Of Causes.

And Even If This World Burns Up Hidden Harps Will Still Play Here.

O Love, O Pure Deep Love, Be Here, Be Now, Be All.