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Like The Seeds Dreaming Beneath The Snow Your Heart Dreams Of Spring.

Your Daily Life Is Your Temple And Your Religion. When You Enter Into It Take With You Your All.

Those To Whom Worshiping Is A Window, To Open But Also To Shut, Have Not Yet Visited The House Of Their Souls Whose Windows Are Open From Dawn To Dawn.

You Were Born Together, And Together You Shall Be Forevermore. You Shall Be Together When The White Wings Of Death Scatter Your Days. Ay, You Shall Be Together Even In The Silent Memory Of God. But Let There Be Spaces In Your Togetherness, And Let The Winds Of The Heavens Dance Between You.

Perplexity Is The Beginning Of Knowledge.