Deep In Our Hearts, The Light Of

There Is A Way Between Voice And Presence, Where Information Flows. In Disciplined Silence It Opens; With Wandering Talk It Closes.

If All The Harps In The World Were Burned Down, Still Inside The Heart There Will Be Hidden Music Playing.

The Body's A Mirror Of Heaven: Its Energies Make Angels Jealous. Our Purity Astounds Seraphim. Devils Shiver At Our Nerve.

If You Want Money More Than Anything, You'll Be Bought And Sold. If You Have A Greed For Food, You'll Be A Loaf Of Bread. This Is A Subtle Truth: Whatever You Love, You Are.

Without The Frown Of Clouds And Lightning, The Vines Would Be Burned By The Smiling Sun.