Caressed and kissed by the gentle morning breeze, I feel as though Love guides the Earth to subtly reward my patience.
For I am at one with my self, and the world is at one with me.
This self is tiny in the vastness of the universe.
Yet it reflect the Self that shines bright.
Just as the breeze is felt, so too is that Oneness.
Experience of awareness, awareness of experience -- in one or the other, and in both are the only reality.
Though in my heart-mind no breeze stirs, these passions arise and caress my heart-mind in ways just as lingering.
Ego drives me to vain displays of false pride, only to uncover the misery of human suffering when justifying my existence to other people.
When I am embraced by Love, I am healed of such vanity.
I reflect on what I had done, regret the act as error, accept my error as real, and vow to correct it.
In doing so I make the vow to relieve suffering due to Ego.
As a result of such practice, the passions in my heart-mind subside like a morning breeze.
The resulting calm of the heart-mind can weather any storm.
For Love sustains the peaceful heart, and stills the restless mind.
I am thankful of that abiding Love.
