Love is a fusion.
It is free of illusions.
It consists of the wisdom;
It doesn’t need your conclusions
If they are based on the fear.
It’s just upholding you here
Where you stand with no clue if
Is there your home as you know zero.
It’s just holding the mirror
So you feel the world’s river
And you find your reflection
With no “nothing” or “wirra”.
You’re free of projections,
So you see it all clear.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem