Let all sway to the sacred sounds
the winds, the trees the waters, the birds, the self
the worlds of creation
chant the melody into the soul of all living
that it awakens to the knowledge of existance
it is only this spirit that has been veiled
Awaken then Self
all pathways lead home
to be willing to all possibility
it is all by grace
it is only to awaken to the truth
the knowing to be as easy or complex as is required
the vehicle for the journey is unimportant
it is the arrival at the destination
that is all there is
and on arriving all will become clear
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem