Be Full Of Sorrow, That You May

There Are Many Winds Full Of Anger, And Lust And Greed. They Move The Rubbish Around, But The Solid Mountain Of Our True Nature Stays Where It's Always Been.

While Still In The Cage Of Your Being Behold The Spirit Bird Before It Flies Away.

Your Body Is Woven From The Light Of Heaven.

One Drop Of That Ocean Is Hope, And The Rest Is Fear.

The Unseen Presence Keeps Saying To Us, ‘you Are Joy!’