You Left And I Cried Tears Of

Inside The Great Mystery That Is, We Don't Really Own Anything. What Is This Competition We Feel Then, Before We Go, One At A Time, Through The Same Gate?

Wash The Dust From Your Soul And Heart With Wisdom's Water.

Whatever Sorrow Shakes From Your Heart, Far Better Things Will Take Their Place.

What Is A Tiny Insignificant Seed That, When Spring Arrives, It Should Not Be Annihilated For A Tree To Arrive.

Seek The Wisdom That Will Untie Your Knot. Seek The Path That Demands Your Whole Being.