In Each Moment The Fire Rages, It

From Cane Reeds, Sugar. From A Worm's Cocoon, Silk. Be Patient If You Can, And From Sour Grapes Will Come Something Sweet.

On The Path Of Love We Are Neither Masters Nor The Owners Of Our Lives. We Are Only A Brush In The Hand Of The Master Painter.

Though Destiny A Hundred Times Waylays You,in The End It Pitches A Tent For You In Heaven. It Is God's Loving Kindness To Terrify You,in Order To Lead You To His Kingdom Of Safety.

Since You Are Not A Prophet, Follow The Way Taught By Prophets. Since You Are Not A King, Be A Loyal Subject To The King. Since You Are Not A Captain, Do Not Take The Helm Of The Ship. Since You Do Not Possess Every Skill, Have Partners In Your Business. Be As Pliant As Dough In The Hands Of Others, That You May Rise Well.

Love Rushed Into My Veins Emptying Me Of Myself. Now Filled With The Beloved My Only Possession Is My Name.