Rub Your Eyes, And Look Again At

The Sun Comes Back Every Day With New And Powerful Secrets.

The Body's A Mirror Of Heaven: Its Energies Make Angels Jealous. Our Purity Astounds Seraphim. Devils Shiver At Our Nerve.

And Don't Think The Garden Loses Its Ecstasy In Winter. It's Quiet, But The Roots Are Down There Riotous.

When Your Heart Becomes The Grave Of Your Secrets, That Desire Of Yours Will Be Gained More Quickly. The Prophet Said That Anyone Who Keeps Secret His Inmost Thought Will Soon Attain The Object Of His Desire. When Seeds Are Buried In The Earth, Their Inward Secrets Become The Flourishing Garden.

All Your Anxiety Is Because Of Your Desire For Harmony. Seek Disharmony, Then You Will Gain Peace.