A voice unheard begins within.
No stone, no flame, no star above
Exists apart from Mind—and Love.
The leaf, the light, your beating heart
Are notes within a greater art.
Not built of dust alone you are,
But woven from a dreaming star.
A voice unheard begins within.
No stone, no flame, no star above
Exists apart from Mind—and Love.
The leaf, the light, your beating heart
Are notes within a greater art.
Not built of dust alone you are,
But woven from a dreaming star.