This Is Love: To Fly Toward A

That Moon Which The Sky Never Saw Even In Dreams Has Risen Again

Rise Up Nimbly And Go On Your Strange Journey To The Ocean Of Meanings.... Leave And Don't Look Away From The Sun As You Go, In Whose Light You're Sometimes Crescent, Sometimes Full.

My Souls Sits In Silence, And Then Asks Again, Where Are You In All Of This?

Leave That Which Is Not, But Appears To Be. Seek That Which Is, But Is Not Apparent.

Return From Existence To Nonexistence. You Are Seeking The Lord And You Belong To Him. Nonexistence Is A Place Of Income; Flee It Not. This Existence Of More And Less Is A Place Of Expenditure.