But I make the effort

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