The Light Which Shines In The Eye

Sing To Me In The Silence Of Your Heart And I Will Rise Up To Hear Your Triumphant Song.

The Way The Beloved Can Fit In My Heart, Two Thousand Lives Could Fit In This Body Of Mine. One Kernel Could Contain A Thousand Bushels, And A Hundred Worlds Pass Through The Eye Of The Needle.

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

There Is Only One Search: Wandering... No Dogma And No Heresy.

I Went Inside My Heart To See How It Was. Something There Makes Me Hear The Whole World Weeping.