When 2, or 3, or more b’come one
When the sense of self is gone
When separation broken down
When of unity all thoughts come from
When lives, without, within,
in unison begin to spin
When synchronicity wonder works
And no thing there which an’one irks
Then dear friend contemplate this wonder
Which common life does rend asunder
Seek to feel what lofty god
Has come to sanctify this spot
Seek to breath that unity
Which cleared away what troubled thee
Try to feel of godly kind
Of godly nature make your mind
Then all your life points heaven wards
And heaven shall be your reward
But if thou givst up heaven even
Then liberation to your bottom ‘ll deepen
For liberation means giving up the all
The highest last, but first the small
Higher Mind Art - Abhidhamma Explorations 