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It is sunrise now
Dance Dervish, dance!
There is a tree in this chest
The roots have almost reached the ground
The leaves have almost reached the sky
Dance Dervish, dance!
Still darkness hides
inside
behind things
and under things
and in things
You've got to spin faster
get lighter
as the black cloack falls
and the heart trembles
not knowing its own largness.
Still the eyes can not see clearly
that which is only a sense
an extra sense that is unknown
but with the power of an ocean wave
Dance Dervish, dance,
until my thousand arms
will deliver a thousand embraces,
until clearly I can see
into the mystery,
between the molecules,
inside Heaven and Hell
and beyond