Sweet Is The Oneness Of The Friend With His Friends
If ten lamps are present in one place,
each differs in form from another;
Yet you can’t distinguish
whose radiance is whose
when you focus on the light.
In the field of spirit there is no division;
no individuals exist.
Sweet is the oneness
of the Friend with His friends.
Catch
hold of spirit.
Help this headstrong
self disintegrate;
That beneath it
you may discover unity,
Like a
buried treasure.
~ Rumi
