The Fall Of A Sparrow

There are times when I fear,
I will surely cry myself to death,
For the suffering of the world,
For the fall of a sparrow.

But Her Presence like a Sun,
Shining within the Heart,
Keeps the Harbinger at bay,
And Illumines even Sorrow…

Even the fallen sparrow.

Sorrow and Ecstasy, at once?
Relative and Absolute, at once?

The Mind collapses,
The Heart surrenders,
Manifest existence is Illumined…
And The Beloved Smiles.