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There Is No Love Greater Than Love With No Object. For Then You, Yourself, Have Become Love, Itself.

If You Knew Yourself For Even One Moment, If You Could Just Glimpse Your Most Beautiful Face, Maybe You Wouldn’t Slumber So Deeply In That House Of Clay. Why Not Move Into Your House Of Joy And Shine Into Every Crevice! For You Are The Secret Treasure-bearer, And Always Have Been. Didn’t You Know?

Be Helpless, Dumbfounded, Unable To Say Yes Or No. Then A Stretcher Will Come From Grace To Gather Us Up. We Are Too Dull-eyed To See That Beauty. If We Say We Can, We’re Lying. If We Say No, We Don’t See It, That No Will Behead Us And Shut Tight Our Window Onto Spirit. So Let Us Rather Not Be Sure Of Anything, Beside Ourselves, And Only That, So Miraculous Beings Come Running To Help. Crazed, Lying In A Zero Circle, Mute, We Shall Be Saying Finally, With Tremendous Eloquence, Lead Us. When We Have Totally Surrendered To That Beauty, We Shall Be A Mighty Kindness.

And You? When Will You Begin That Long Journey Into Yourself?

A Heart Filled With Love Is Like A Phoenix That No Cage Can Imprison.