The Real Beloved Is That One Who

Know, Son, That Everything In The Universe Is A Pitcher Brimming With Wisdom And Beauty, The Universe Is A Drop Of The 'tigris Of His Beauty, This Beauty Was A Hidden Treasure So Full It Burst Open And Made The Earth More Radiant Than The Heavens.

Everything You See Has Its Roots In The Unseen World. The Forms May Change, Yet The Essence Remains The Same. Every Wonderful Sight Will Vanish, Every Sweet Word Will Fade, But Do Not Be Disheartened, The Source They Come From Is Eternal, Growing, Branching Out, Giving New Life And New Joy. Why Do You Weep? The Source Is Within You And This Whole World Is Springing Up From It.

When You Are Dead, Seek For Your Resting Place Not In The Earth, But In The Hearts Of Men.

Tear Off The Mask. Your Face Is Glorious

Just As The Heart Becomes Carefree In A Place Of Green, Growing Plants, Goodwill And Kindness Are Born When Our Souls Enter Happiness.