I make the effort
to maintain a ground of oceanic silence
out of which arises the multitude
of phenomena of daily life.
I make the effort
to see and to passionately open in love
to the spirit that infuses all things.
I make the effort
to see the Beloved in everyone
and to serve the Beloved through everyone
(including the earth).
I often fail in these aspirations
because I lose the balance
between separateness and unity,
get lost in my separateness,
and feel afraid.
But I make the effort.
- Ram Dass