Words create our world.

The soul, like the moon,

is new, and always new again.

And I have seen the ocean

continuously creating.


Since I scoured my mind

and my body, I too, Lalla

am new, each moment new.


My teacher told me one thing,

Live in the soul.

When that was so,

I began to go naked,

and dance.


- ‘Vaakhl’ Lal Ded translated by Coleman Barks

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