One Song, One Wave, One God Poem by Ayni Poet

Warm waters and cold showers,
Soft touches and harsh weights,
Beating hearts and still trees,
All sing the Beloved's mysterious notes.

Journeying towards the outer,
Is nothing but exploring the within,
Duality has no place in Oneness,
All dance the Beloved's hypnotic rhythms.

The nectar of immortality and
The sour taste of an inert body,
Spring from the same luminescent river,
All surf the Beloved's unpredictable waves.