There Is Something To Be Said For

I Have One Small Drop Of Knowing In My Soul. Let It Dissolve In Your Ocean.

I Died As A Mineral And Became A Plant, I Died As A Plant And Rose To Animal, I Died As An Animal And I Was Man. Why Should I Fear? When Was I Less By Dying?

If Only You Knew What Bliss I Find In Being Nothing.

Doubt Is A Precipice On The Way To God. Blessed Is He Who Is Freed From Its Bonds. He Who Fares Without Any Doubt, Adhere To His Footprints If You Do Not Know The Way. Cleave To The Footprints Of The Deer And Advance With Care That You May Reach The Musk-gland. By Means Of Such Trekking, Even If You Walk On Fire, You Will Reach The Luminous Peak.

Now Even The Heavens Are Thankful That Because Of Love I Have Become The Giver Of Light.