A mystic is one...
...who annihilates his false ego...
...and abides in the love...
...of that which is Real;
And hears with his heart's ear,
the divine music of love,
Such a music is pure, red wine without dregs;
Through the eyes of God, he beholds,
the Most Beautiful Light...
...reflected in each and every thing.
Mykoul
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