After ten thousands lifetimes,
a seeker learns what the robin knows
at the first glimmer of sunrise.
That which awakens is already awake.
Even your wounds are composed
of infinitesimal love-sparks.
To taste God's body, plunge
into your own sweet bone marrow.
Get drunk on being clear
about who you really are.
You touch this radiance
with your breath
whenever you dare to sing.