Your Body Is Woven From The Light

The Hurt You Embrace Becomes Joy.

My Heart Is Burning With Love. All I Can See Is This Flame. My Heart Is Burning With Passion, Like Waves On An Ocean. I'm At Home, Wherever I Am. And In The Room Of Lovers, I Can See With Closed Eyes The Beauty That Dances. Behind The Veils, Intoxicated With Love, I Too Dance The Rhythm Of This Moving World.

Do You Pay Regular Visits To Yourself? Don't Argue Or Answer Rationally. Let Us Die, And Dying, Reply.

When You See Anyone Complaining Of Such And Such A Person's Ill-nature And Bad Temper, Know That The Complainant Is Bad-tempered, Forasmuch As He Speaks Ill Of That Bad-tempered Person, Because He Alone Is Good-tempered Who Is Quietly Forbearing Towards The Bad-tempered And Ill-natured.

A Pure Heart, Open To The Light, Will Be Filled With The Elixir Of Truth.