There Is A Morning Inside You Waiting

To Find The Beloved, You Must Become The Beloved.

This Is Love: To Fly Toward A Secret Sky

I Feel Like The Earth, Astonished At Fragrance Borne In The Air, Made Pregnant With Mystery From A Drop Of Rain.

The Spiritual Path Wrecks The Body And Afterwards Restores It To Health. It Destroys The House To Unearth The Treasure, And With That Treasure Builds It Better Than Before.

When The Light Returns To Its Source, It Takes Nothing Of What It Has Illuminated.