Looking Up Gives Light, Although At First

I Am The Dust In The Sunlight, I Am The Ball Of The Sun . . . I Am The Mist Of Morning, The Breath Of Evening . . . . I Am The Spark In The Stone, The Gleam Of Gold In The Metal . . . . The Rose And The Nightingale Drunk With Its Fragrance. I Am The Chain Of Being, The Circle Of The Spheres, The Scale Of Creation, The Rise And The Fall. I Am What Is And Is Not . . . I Am The Soul In All.

For Those Who Realize That Everything Is From God, Everything Is The Same.

Thinking Gives Off Smoke To Prove The Existence Of Fire. A Mystic Sits Inside The Burning. There Are Wonderful Shapes In Rising Smoke That Imagination Loves To Watch. But It's A Mistake To Leave The Fire For That Filmy Sight. Stay Here At The Flame's Core.

If In The Darkness Of Ignorance, You Don’t Recognize A Person’s True Nature, Look To See Whom He Has Chosen For His Leader.

Pull The Thorn Of Existence Out Of The Heart! Fast! For When You Do, You Will See Thousands Of Rose Gardens In Yourself.