There is a sunbow bridge between all beings,
when we suddenly forget to keep alone
and become again a full blossom for each other.
The four winds of the babbling mind,
and the four rains of the bubbling emotions
create the myriad swirling colorful dreams.
At center, no more winds, no more rains,
just the tranquil castle of stillness.
See: you touch the circle so lightly, so swiftly,
and yet you embrace it so fully, so eruptively.
Dance has entered you.
The loving presence. You.