Birdsong Brings Relief To My Longing. I

Not Christian Or Jew Or Muslim, Not Hindu, Buddhist, Sufi, Or Zen. Not Any Religion Or Cultural System. I Am Not From The East Or The West, Not Out Of The Ocean Or Up From The Ground, Not Natural Or Ethereal, Not Composed Of Elements At All. I Do Not Exist, Am Not An Entity In This World Or The Next, Did Not Descend From Adam Or Eve Or Any Origin Story. My Place Is Placeless, A Trace Of The Traceless. Neither Body Or Soul. I Belong To The Beloved, Have Seen The Two Worlds As One And That One Call To And Know, First, Last, Outer, Inner, Only That Breath Breathing Human Being.

Gamble Everything For Love, If You Are A True Human Being. If Not, Leave This Gathering. Half-heartedness Doesn’t Reach Into Majesty.

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

Two There Are Who Are Never Satisfied -- The Lover Of The World And The Lover Of Knowledge.

O Love, O Pure Deep Love, Be Here, Be Now, Be All.