A Candle Never Loses Any Of Its

The Time Has Come To Turn Your Heart Into A Temple Of Fire. Your Essence Is Gold Hidden In Dust. To Reveal Its Splendor You Need To Burn In The Fire Of Love.

Oh, Wandering One, If You Are In Search Of The Greatest Treasure, Don't Look Outside. Look Within, And Seek That.

I Come To You Without Me, Come To Me Without You.

I Have Blossomed So Much, I Am The Envy Of The Gardens.

I Am The Dust In The Sunlight, I Am The Ball Of The Sun . . . I Am The Mist Of Morning, The Breath Of Evening . . . . I Am The Spark In The Stone, The Gleam Of Gold In The Metal . . . . The Rose And The Nightingale Drunk With Its Fragrance. I Am The Chain Of Being, The Circle Of The Spheres, The Scale Of Creation, The Rise And The Fall. I Am What Is And Is Not . . . I Am The Soul In All.