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.

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