Analysis of Stranger’s Heart

Who can speak of the heart’s depth in truth?
Who has seen its countenance with clarity?
We have a heart, but we do not know it.
We seek to fill something which is forever full.
Only by reflective expansion towards unity
Will we come to know our heart as all things.
Steadfast and timely, benefactor of freedom.
Nearer than your own self, as elusive a whisper
Within its embrace, dualities cease in interdependence.
The heart of the one is one and one alone in loving bliss.
By the heart and its manifested desires we foster creation.
The mind serves the heart, and the heart serves likewise.
The mind directs the heart’s desires unto their creation.
The heart teaches the mind and the mind is absorbed into its bliss.
There is no cessation in love, for love is the natural state.
The mind simply reverts to the natural state of all being,
Realizing the singularity of compassion which is the support of all reality.
Without compassion, nature could not provide for its children.
Without sincerity, the All would not support this world in which love frees.
Nor would the All bestow upon us our austerities, our karmaic sufferings.
They are crafted out of the pure essence of understanding.
To know love, you must know hate perhaps even greater so.
They are inseparable, inextricable, always resting in unity.
The cycling ignorance of perceptive states arising in us
Wrenches our gaze from the crest-risen sun of the absolute.