The garment of illusion

My skin is the coat I wear
As I button up with the senses
My hat is my mind

These are my outer garments

Few are they who see me
As I am

Undress me with truth
such that the hurricane of love can awaken
A force so strong that it obliterates all the illusion

When I walk it is not in my shoes
When I see its as if behind a veil
I hear only divine music
I touch with oneness
My tongue speaks only of love

You know me not, I am hidden in the coat that you only notice.