The Middle Path Is The Way To

I Have No Companion But Love, No Beginning, No End, No Dawn. The Soul Calls From Within Me: 'you, Ignorant Of The Way Of Love, Set Me Free.'

Those Who Don't Feel This Love Pulling Them Like A River, Those Who Don't Drink Dawn Like A Cup Of Springwater Or Take In Sunset Like A Supper, Those Who Don't Want To Change, Let Them Sleep.

Ways Of Worshipping Are Not To Be Ranked As Better Or Worse Than One Another . . . It's All Praise, And It's All Right.

The Body Is Not Hidden From The Soul, Nor Is The Soul Hidden From The Body, And Yet The Soul Is Not For Everyone To See.

Things Are Such That Someone Lifting A Cup, Or Watching The Rain, Petting A Dog, Or Singing, Just Singing - Could Be Doing As Much For This Universe As Anyone.