Why Should I Be Weary When Every

There Is A Community Of The Spirit . . . Open Your Hands If You Want To Be Held . . . Move Outside The Tangle Of Fear-thinking . . . Flow Down And Down In Always Widening Rings Of Being.

I Become A Waterwheel, Turning And Tasting You, As Long As Water Moves.

I Lost My Hat While Gazing At The Moon, And Then I Lost My Mind.

Whatever Purifies You Is The Right Path, I Will Not Try To Define It.

Go My Friend Bestow Your Love Even On Your Enemies If You Touch Their Hearts What Do You Think Will Happen.