Darkness is all,
Witness awakens
inside
The dark.

The receiver opens
The gates,
Winds break down the rest.

Caravan of camels
enter.
The carriage is decorated,
Colorful ribbons
everywhere.
Behind the veils,
bride smiles,
Her white garment
Simple and handmade,
Inside, she is dark,
Like the Earth.

Witness is the bride
Not grasped by desires,
Or compulsion.
Comes to her groom
Willingly,
Reveals her
beautiful rose.
Spreads her fragrance,
In front of
watchful eyes,
Disappears
in her beloved.

The groom
Sees her beyond
appearances,
By choosing
where he stands
He alters the vision.
Closes his eyes,
Trust his heart.
Walks toward
the bride.

Happiness rises
When their hands
touch.
Eye to eye,
Soul to soul,
Uniting
male and female,
Brings illumination.
Frees the light
Inside the dark.

The bride sits
On the camel of
her groom,
Both, as a whole
Enter the non-duality
Slip into absolute void.

Find the living flame
That burns it all,
Love, love, love.

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