Drink From The Presence Of Saints, Not

Make Peace With The Universe. Take Joy In It. It Will Turn To Gold. Resurrection Will Be Now. Every Moment, A New Beauty.

The Fluteplayer Puts Breath Into A Flute, And Who Makes The Music? Not The Flute. The Fluteplayer!

I Am Merely A Guest, Born In This World To Know The Secrets That Lie Beyond It.

Contain All Human Faces In Your Own Without Any Judgment Of Them

Oh Lovers, Where Are You Going? Who Are You Looking For? Your Beloved Is Right Here.