Don't Insist On Going Where

I Sail With You On The Ocean Of My Dreams To A Far Away Distant Place Of Great Beauty And Tranquility. Where Suffering And Pain Do Not Exist, Where We Give Praises For Our Joy And Happiness, Where Our Love Interwines With Love For All Things.

Be Melting Snow. Wash Yourself Of Yourself.

The Desire To Know Your Own Soul Will End All Other Desires.

Would You Become A Pilgrim On The Road Of Love? The First Condition Is That You Make Yourself Humble As Dust And Ashes.

What Is The Heart? It Is Not Human And It Is Not Imaginary. I Call It You.