Although You Appear In Earthly Form Your

Nothing Is Meaningful Except Surrendering To Love. Do It.

I Do Not Know Who Lives Here In My Chest, Or Why The Smile Comes. I Am Not Myself, More The Bare Green Knob Of A Rose That Lost Every Leaf And Petal To The Morning Wind.

I Am Not From East Or West Not Up From The Ground Or Out Of The Ocean My Place Is Placeless A Trace Of The Traceless I Belong To The Beloved

The Undisciplined Man Doesn't Wrong Himself Alone- He Sets Fire To The Whole World.

There Is An Original Inside Me.