I Searched For God And Found Only

The World's Flattery And Hypocrisy Is A Sweet Morsel: Eat Less Of It, For It Is Full Of Fire. Its Fire Is Hidden While Its Taste Is Manifest, But Its Smoke Becomes Visible In The End.

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.

This Is Not A Day For Asking Questions, Not A Day On Any Calendar. This Day Is Conscious Of Itself. This Day Is A Lover, Bread, And Gentleness, More Manifest Than Saying Can Say.

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

The Feelings Trembled And Flapped In His Chest Like A Bird Newly Put In A Cage.