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Hole in the heart
Somewhere deep inside my heart
a hole has opened
so that as I touch
that emptiness or rather
out of that place
that can only be called
a miraculous breeze comes blowing.
A mysterious sound comes chiming.
A divine word comes ringing.
And as I, becoming a baby again,
with pre-verbal language,
as everything in the whole world,
each in its own place and with its own form,
becomes a bright star and shines,
as I experience my immortality,
the transience of life grows more precious still
and I am most utterly happy!