Poetry of Practice-

Heart Song

Without reason

This Heart sings Song itself 

Full light blazing the Mountain side 

dancing across the sea 

Here is no other 

Shadows cast by form are transient 

they do not last-- 

Constant is All- 

Motion knows only motion 

and cannot see what does not move- 

So this Heart ever rests 

until (without reason) 

it sings itself- 

One Song 

One Light 

Joyful and True- Heart singing !