Love Possesses Seven Hundred Wings,

The Intellectual Quest Is Exquisite Like Pearls And Coral, But It Is Not The Same As The Spiritual Quest. The Spiritual Quest Is On Another Level Altogether, Spiritual Wine Has A Subtler Taste. The Intellect And The Senses Investigate Cause And Effect. The Spiritual Seeker Surrenders To The Wonder.

Treasure Is Stored In The Ruined Places. Do Not Break The Hearts Of The Poor And Heartbroken People

I Died From A Mineral And Plant Became, Died From The Plant, Took A Sentient Frame; Died From The Beast, Donned A Human Dress - When By My Dying Did I Ever Grow Less.

Give Yourself A Kiss. If You Want To Hold The Beautiful One, Hold Yourself.

Learn To Recognize The False Dawn From The True; Distinguish The Color Of The Wine From The Color Of The Cup. Then It May Be That Patience And Time May Produce, Out Of The Spectrum-viewing Sight, True Vision, And You Will Behold Colors Other Than These Mortal Hues, You Will See Pearls Instead Of Stones. Pearls, Did I Say? Nay More, You Will Become A Sea, You Will Become A Sun Traveling The Sky.