The ego made this world without real sense;
Its goal of separation made each form,
And bodies do divide us like a fence,
So lonely, empty lives are now the norm.
The ego, by attacking what is real,
Did shatter truth into quite worthless parts;
We won’t know truth, or even really heal,
Until the love of union joins all hearts.
If hope is real, a new world must be seen:
A world where time and space cannot divide,
A world where all is innocent and green,
A world where all are working on one side.
If we don’t fear that change will bring a loss,
We can discard the ego’s heavy cross.