This searching for truth Longing for love’s peace Is itself the purification We imagine there is a destination Meanwhile this cleansing happens Seek not some future state But commit with all your heart To allowing what is false To fall to the ground
AN OUTWORN COAT
AN OUTWORN COAT
AN OUTWORN COAT
This searching for truth Longing for love’s peace Is itself the purification We imagine there is a destination Meanwhile this cleansing happens Seek not some future state But commit with all your heart To allowing what is false To fall to the ground