You Are The Honoured Guest, Do Not

Now Is The Time To Unite The Soul And The World.

Although You Appear In Earthly Form Your Essence Is Pure Consciousness. You Are The Fearless Guardian Of Divine Light.

Lovers O Lovers, Lovers It Is Time To Set Out From The World. I Hear A Drum In My Soul's Ear Coming From The Depths Of The Stars. Our Camel Driver Is At Work; The Caravan Is Being Readied. He Asks That We Forgive Him For The Disturbance He Has Caused Us, He Asks Why We Travellers Are Asleep. Everywhere The Murmur Of Departure; The Stars, Like Candles Thrust At Us From Behind Blue Veils, And As If To Make The Invisible Plain, A Wondrous People Have Come Forth.

I Am Not From East Or West Not Up From The Ground Or Out Of The Ocean My Place Is Placeless A Trace Of The Traceless I Belong To The Beloved

Purify Yourself From The Attributes Of Self, So That You May See Your Own Pure, Untarnished Essence.