Eyes looking at eyes,
a nameless, glorious feeling
emerges from this
movement.
When the movement
and the eyes
and the feeling
and a face
appear to be named
by a shadow,
the infinite
depth which is,
seems no longer
there
and what is whole
seems to fall
apart.
Thus, love
always seems to hurt
the individual
dreamed entity.
But the whole is
whole
and never falls
apart.
In nameless,
motionless Whole,
all movements
seem to appear
as Love loving
Itself in Itself.