You're inside every kindness.
When a sick person feels better,
you're that, and the onset of disease too.
You're sudden, terrible screaming.
Some problems require we go for help:
when we knock on a stranger's door, you sent us.
Nobody answers: it's you!
When work feels necessary,
you are the way workers move in rhythm.
You are what is:
the field, the players, the ball, those watching.
Someone claims to have evidence that you do not exist.
You're the one who brings the evidence in,
and the evidence itself.
You are inside the soul's great fear,
every natural pleasure, every vicious cruelty.
You are in every difference and irritation.
Someone loves something;
someone else hates the same.
There you are.
Whatever eyes see,
what anyone wants or not:
political power, injustice, material possessions,
those are your script,
the handwriting we study.
Body, soul, shadow.
Whether reckless or careful,
you are what we do.
It's absurd to ask your pardon.
You're inside repentance, and sin!
The wonder of various jewels, agate, emerald.
How we are during a day, then at night,
you are those moods and qualities.
The pure compassion we feel for each other.
Every encampment has a tent where the leader is and also the wide truth of your imperial tent overall.
When a sick person feels better,
you're that, and the onset of disease too.
You're sudden, terrible screaming.
Some problems require we go for help:
when we knock on a stranger's door, you sent us.
Nobody answers: it's you!
When work feels necessary,
you are the way workers move in rhythm.
You are what is:
the field, the players, the ball, those watching.
Someone claims to have evidence that you do not exist.
You're the one who brings the evidence in,
and the evidence itself.
You are inside the soul's great fear,
every natural pleasure, every vicious cruelty.
You are in every difference and irritation.
Someone loves something;
someone else hates the same.
There you are.
Whatever eyes see,
what anyone wants or not:
political power, injustice, material possessions,
those are your script,
the handwriting we study.
Body, soul, shadow.
Whether reckless or careful,
you are what we do.
It's absurd to ask your pardon.
You're inside repentance, and sin!
The wonder of various jewels, agate, emerald.
How we are during a day, then at night,
you are those moods and qualities.
The pure compassion we feel for each other.
Every encampment has a tent where the leader is and also the wide truth of your imperial tent overall.