The prince of ignorance is dancing around.
Attachment is my way of living.
My house is in disorder.
I have a clear notion of sin.
I am trembling.
Separation from false selves.
It is painful.
Releasing from the bondage.
From bitter searching of the heart,
Quickened with passion and with pain
We rise to play a greater part.
In the desert.
As it is.
Do not mingle.
A fire is burning.
Old patterns are offered.
No more boundaries.
A wonderful experience of seeing.
In the palm of my hand, seeing the Beloved.
The Birth of a New Man
Regenerated in Joy.
Through joy we become free and leave our exile.
Joy is the world of freedom –
"for you shall go out with joy" (Isaiah 55:12).
[Rabbi Nachman / Likutey Moharan II, 10]