Drink From The Presence Of Saints, Not

Brother, Stand The Pain. Escape The Poison Of Your Impulses. The Sky Will Bow To Your Beauty, If You Do. Learn To Light The Candle. Rise With The Sun. Turn Away From The Cave Of Your Sleeping. That Way A Thorn Expands To A Rose.

If You Knew The Secret Of Life, You Too Would Choose No Other Companion But Love.

Don't Be The Rider Who Gallops All Nightand Never Sees The Horse That Is Beneath Him

Everything You See Has Its Roots In The Unseen World. The Forms May Change, Yet The Essence Remains The Same. Every Wonderful Sight Will Vanish, Every Sweet Word Will Fade, But Do Not Be Disheartened, The Source They Come From Is Eternal, Growing, Branching Out, Giving New Life And New Joy. Why Do You Weep? The Source Is Within You And This Whole World Is Springing Up From It.

Love Opens My Chest, And Thought Returns To Its Confines.