Be Full Of Sorrow, That You May

What Is The Heart? It Is Not Human And It Is Not Imaginary. I Call It You.

Looking At My Life I See That Only Love Has Been My Soul’s Companion From Deep Inside My Soul Cries Out: Do Not Wait, Surrender For The Sake Of Love.

If You Find The Mirror Of The Heart Dull, The Rust Has Not Been Cleared From Its Face.

For Only When Faithfulness Turns To Betrayal And Betrayal Into Trust Can Any Human Being Become Part Of The Truth.

Not Christian Or Jew Or Muslim, Not Hindu, Buddhist, Sufi Or Zen. Not Any Religion Or Cultural System. I Am Not Of The East, Nor Of The West.... My Place Is Placeless, A Trace Of The Traceless.