Happy Is The Moment We Sit Together,

All The World Loves You, But You Are Nowhere To Be Found, Hidden And Yet . . . Completely Obvious!

Ecstatic Love Is An Ocean, And The Milky Way Is A Flake Of Foam Floating On It.

Oh Soul! You Worry Too Much. Your Arms Are Heavy With Treasures Of All Kinds.

The Chess Master Says Nothing, Other Than Moving The Silient Chess Piece.

Your Task Is Not To Seek For Love, But Merely To Seek And Find All The Barriers Within Yourself That You Have Built Against It.