Beyond the tree that burns forever at the edge of everything I sought
Within the eye that is the eye of every eye that sees the moon
Beneath the waves from space that are a single endless word
Above the din of noise and loss the humans make and won’t release
And with the truth of every living creature’s grace and way of rising
My dream seeks yours, my hand your skin, my lips your mouth,
my eye your gaze, my ear must know your sound.