I of I that sees through me and knows I am and has
the mind of me say this
deconstruction isn't nihilistic but a revelation of this
timeless being, spirit, Christ you know it isn't easy but surrender is the only
way,
while Janabai, this humble household servant knowing Vithal
holds the broom, is saying void is not devoid of God.
So Son is singing from the core:
that unknown lover
come to me
with crystal
flowers of awareness
and accepting
their known fragrances
with all my heart
I am at once
my self—
