Glimpses of timeless, golden lands
Can be granted to the chosen few
Whose hearts are open to divine love.
In the heart of all things,
In the heart of hearts,
Lies paradise supreme.
Something that cannot be bought or sold,
Yet is free for those pure enough to see it,
A door opened by love itself.
Golden light, ethereal breezes,
Streams of beings praising the one who made them-
The divine reality behind all things.