I Smile Like A Flower Not Only

What You Have Despised In Yourself As A Thorn Opens Into A Rose.

The Fluteplayer Puts Breath Into A Flute, And Who Makes The Music? Not The Flute. The Fluteplayer!

Listen, O Drop, Give Yourself Up Without Regret, And In Exchange Gain The Ocean. Listen, O Drop, Bestow Upon Yourself This Honor, And In The Arms Of The Sea Be Secure. Who Indeed Should Be So Fortunate? An Ocean Wooing A Drop! In God's Name, In God's Name, Sell And Buy At Once! Give A Drop, And Take This Sea Full Of Pearls.

Treasures And Armies Do Not Make A King. A True King Is A King Within Himself.

Tree Limbs Rise And Fall Like The Ecstatic Arms Of Those Who Have Submitted To The Mystical Life. Leaf Sounds Talk Together Like Poets Making Fresh Metaphors.