Two hearts
conjoined
speaking with one
voice.
One heart is true.
The body is a divine illusion
that occupies mind.
It takes spirit to know different.
It takes love to be different.
Like this, we are as children
frolicking in make-believe, laughter for the joyous
tears for what goes wrong.
These illusion do not dispel as we ripen.
No, why should they?
We are divine illusion
I AM Love made different.
They do not dispel
but I begin to see through them
To myself behind... the illusions like hair
written by two voices: Kabir Kadre and Lakshmi Narayan
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