Be Melting Snow. Wash Yourself

You Are The Drop,and The Ocean You Are Kindness,you Are Anger, You Are Sweetness,you Are Poison. Do Not Make Me More Disheartened. You Are The Chamber Of The Sun, You Are The Abode Of Venus, You Are The Garden Of All Hope. Oh, Beloved, Let Me Enter.

Sit Quietly And Listen For A Voice That Will Say, "be More Silent." As That Happens, Your Soul Starts To Revive.

The Intellectual Quest, Though Fine As Pearl Or Coral, Is Not The Spiritual Search. That Spiritual Search Is On Another Level. Spiritual Wine Is A Different Substance.

I Have Lived On The Lip Of Insanity, Wanting To Know Reasons, Knocking On A Door. It Opens. I've Been Knocking From The Inside.

You Think Because You Understand 'one' You Must Also Understand 'two', Because One And One Make Two. But You Must Also Understand 'and'.