Remembering Rumi, sitting by the Ganga, Rishikesh. May 2006
• I am the dust in the sunlight, I am the ball in the sun
• I am the mist of morning, the breath of evening
• I am the spark in the stone, the gleam of gold in the metal
• The rose and the nightingale drunk in the fragrance
• I am the chain of being, the circle of the spheres
• The scale of creation, the rise and the fall
• I am what is and what is not…I am the soul in all.