The Wine Of This Fleeting World Caused

The Water Said To The Dirty One, “come Here.” The Dirty One Said, “i Am Too Ashamed.” The Water Replied, “how Will Your Shame Be Washed Away Without Me?

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.'

Don't Be The Rider Who Gallops All Nightand Never Sees The Horse That Is Beneath Him

Embark On The Journey Of Love. It Takes You From Yourself To Yourself.

The Wound Is The Place Where The Light Enters You.