Silence Is An Ocean. Speech Is A

Body Of Earth, Don't Talk Of Earth Tell The Story Of Pure Mirrors The Creator Has Given You This Splendor-- Why Talk Of Anything Else?

New Organs Of Perception Come Into Being As A Result Of Necessity. Therefore, O Man, Increase Your Necessity, So That You May Increase Your Perception.

We Are The Mirror As Well As The Face In It. We Are Tasting The Taste This Minute Of Eternity. We Are Pain And What Cures Pain Both. We Are The Sweet Cold Water And The Jar That Pours.

Every Leaf That Grows Will Tell You: What You Sow Will Bear Fruit, So If You Have Any Sense My Friend, Don't Plant Anything But Love.

Sorrow Prepares You For Joy. It Violently Sweeps Everything Out Of Your House, So That New Joy Can Find Space To Enter. It Shakes The Yellow Leaves From The Bough Of Your Heart, So That Fresh, Green Leaves Can Grow In Their Place. It Pulls Up The Rotten Roots, So That New Roots Hidden Beneath Have Room To Grow. Whatever Sorrow Shakes From Your Heart, Far Better Things Will Take Their Place.