Do not separate intellect from intuition
or mind from heart

Do not separate past from future
or that which has passed from that which will start

Do not separate this instant from eternity
or a wave from the sea

Do not separate any part of life –
All things are notes in a cosmic symphony.

Hear the music closely –
each of us are part of the key.

Anya:		(Coughing slightly) Don't pedantic injunctions drain the life from poetry?
Brice:		(Nodding) Indeed. Whenever poets attempt to deliver sermons, the results are insipid.