Silently a flower blooms, In silence it falls away; Yet here now, at this moment, at this place, The world of the flow, the whole of the world is blooming. This is the talk of the flower, the truth of the blossom; The glory of eternal life is fully shining here.
The spiritual journey is a story of a return to our heart, the very center of our being, that has been obscured by our driving compulsion to create our own identify.
