I’m standing on top of the mountain,
where heaven and earth unite,
surrounded by the holy silence.
The self is here with me.
The sun of insight rises.
The fog has disappeared.
The view gets clear and I can see
right to the bottom of the soul.
Freedom opened up the bound
to what lies beyond the stars
and the darkness vanished
like shadows in the morning light.
When sympathy unifies with grasp,
they bear a loving child.
Gratefulness comes with understanding
of the path that lies behind.
May you all have the courage
to stand still till the storm has disappeared.
May you have the force to go beyond,
in the end it all makes sense.
If we would have know,
what we get ourselves into,
we probably wouldn’t go,
to the prison of this world.
But if you’ve seen the beauty,
in the middle of the darkest spot,
the light will never fade away,
and you’ll know where you belong.
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