What A Piece Of Bread Looks Like

Tonight The Moon Kisses The Stars. O Beloved,be Like That To Me!

Love’s Secret Is Always Lifting Its Head Out From Under The Covers, “here I Am!”

You Think The Shadow Is The Substance.

Very High, Very Grand, And Very Wise Is The Ocean Of God, The Water Of Life. You Went After The Form And Were Lead Astray. How Can You See It? You Abandoned The Truth. Sometimes It Is Named "tree," Sometimes "sun," Sometimes "ocean," Sometimes "cloud," One Thing From Which Scores Of Discoveries Arise, Its Slightest Definition An Everlasting Life.

What I Had Thought Of Before As God, I Met Today In A Human Being.