And the secret to healing,

Lies in unrestrained feeling.

And you will be left reeling,

When those layers start peeling.

That one transcendent function,

Found in holy conjunction.

Union cannot be revoked,

The flame eternally stoked,

Divine truths become uncloaked,

The One finally evoked.

If you seek freedom from flocks,

And seek freedom from the box,

Embrace holy paradox —

Only then the cell unlocks.

Those opposites conspire,

Make transmutative fire,

Allowing the spirit to fly ever higher,

In the blissful union that will never tire.

Embrace that one holy Love,

And that pure heavenly dove,

To make below like Above,

Freedom without push or shove.