When I Say The Word You, I

I Am Pure Light, Not Just A Fistful Of Clay. The Shell Is Not Me, I Came As The Royal Pearl Within. Look At Me Not With Outward Eye But With Inward Vision Of The Heart; Follow Me There And See How Unencumbered We Become.

Enough Of Words. Come To Me Without A Sound.

Live In The Nowhere That You Come From Even Though You Have Got An Address Here.

When Water Is Still Like A Mirror It Can Behold The Moon.

The Testing Of Good And Bad Is In Order That The Gold May Boil And Bring The Scum To The Top.