Earth Tries To Work Sorcery On Us,

Don't Insist On Going Where You Think You Want To Go. Ask The Way To The Spring.

If You Were A Blade Of Grass Or A Tiny Flower I Will Pitch My Tent In Your Shadow. Only Your Presence Revives My Withered Heart. You Are The Candle That Lights The Whole World And I Am An Empty Vessel For Your Light.

If You Are Irritated By Every Rub, How Will Your Mirror Be Polished?

When You Feel A Peaceful Joy, That's When You Are Near Truth.

I Am Amazed At The Seeker Of Purity When Time For Polishing Comes Complaints Of Harsh Treatment Love Is A Lawsuit Without Evidence, You Will Not Win My Son, When One Beats The Rug The Beating Is Not Intended Against The Rug But Against The Dust Inside The Rug My Son, That Harsh Treatment Is Not Intended Against You But Against The Ill Qualities Inside You