Flowers Open Every Night Across The Sky,

Rub Your Eyes, And Look Again At Love, With Love.

It Is Certain That An Atom Of Goodness On The Path Of Faith Is Never Lost.

Make Everything In You An Ear, Each Atom Of Your Being, And You Will Hear At Every Moment What The Source Is Whispering To You...you Are -we All Are-the Beloved Of The Beloved, And In Every Moment, In Every Event Of Your Life , The Beloved Is Whispering To You Exactly What You Need To Hear And Know. Who Can Ever Explain This Miracle? It Simply Is.

Love And Lover Live In Eternity. Other Desires Are Substitutes For That Way Of Being.

Oh Soul! You Worry Too Much. Your Arms Are Heavy With Treasures Of All Kinds.