Sit, Be Still, And Listen, Because You're

In Truth, Everything And Everyone Is A Shadow Of The Beloved.

Birds Make Great Sky-circles Of Their Freedom. How Do They Learn It? They Fall And Falling, They're Given Wings.

Come, Come, Whoever You Are. Wanderer, Worshiper, Lover Of Leaving. It Doesn't Matter. Ours Is Not A Caravan Of Despair. Come, Even If You Have Broken Your Vows A Thousand Times. Come, Yet Again, Come, Come.

I Merged So Completely With Love, And Was So Fused, That I Became Love And Love Became Me.

You Moan, "she Left Me." "he Left Me," Twenty More Will Come.