The inner door dissolves

Where is my lover?

Why can not I see him?

But I know - he's the door - let's see

if he is there, if I go?

I meditate and imagine

my soul stands in front of the inner door.

She leans with longing with her head on the door.

But why is it so dark at the door?

I beg you-oh, may I see you once,

come and show yourself just for a moment.

And what do I see and feel?

The door simply dissolves.

In the dark room He came and flowed to me,

the spirit flowed to me like a river of energy

and I flowed to him like a river of energy

and both rivers flowed into each other.

I felt the spirit and his thinking nature

it made him feel joyful to flow so

almost invisible and yet perceptible

as a vortex, as when water flows into one another.

The heart started to knock loudly inside me

almost shy and a little bit bang to vibrate,

now we were one, two rivers together

and united in one.

And I felt, this is the goal for every soul,

to dissolve and become a river,

to unite with the divine river,

until all are united in him and yet his child.

A.M. Hosta