Shams, My Body Is A

Suffering Is A Gift; In Its Hidden Mercy

The Love Religion Is All That Is Written Here.

Stop Acting So Small. You Are The Universe In Ecstatic Motion.

Your Heart Is The Size Of An Ocean. Go Find Yourself In Its Hidden Depths.

What In Your Life Is Calling You, When All The Noise Is Silenced, The Meetings Adjourned... The Lists Laid Aside, And The Wild Iris Blooms By Itself In The Dark Forest... What Still Pulls On Your Soul?