Dancing to an unknown tune
that is felt rather than heard;
Its pulse becomes our pulse,
Its melody our song,
Unconsciously.
And we are lost to ourselves,
Unbound,
And we are lost from ourselves,
Unheeding,
And we are lost in the moment,
And we are lost in the joy,
And we are no more ourselves,
No me,
No you,
but only this everything.
that is felt rather than heard;
Its pulse becomes our pulse,
Its melody our song,
Unconsciously.
And we are lost to ourselves,
Unbound,
And we are lost from ourselves,
Unheeding,
And we are lost in the moment,
And we are lost in the joy,
And we are no more ourselves,
No me,
No you,
but only this everything.
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