There was a man, a very old man, who sat upon a mighty rock. His eyes were
turned within himself, a smile upon his peaceful face.
What was this man doing here, day after day upon this rock? Sitting here all
alone, wasting away his only life. Why did he seem insensitive, so removed and
unreal? Sitting here, yet far away, not attached, but one with all.
Go within. Go within.
Become aware of the one true life. Go within. Go within. Present to you is all
there is. Go within.
opened my eyes to another world, and spoke in the language of the soul.
Without a word, the answer heard touched my heart, oh precious truth.