I Don’t Know Why; When I Look

If You Wish To Be A Mine Of Jewels, Open The Deep Ocean Within Your Heart.

The Soul Has Been Given Its Own Ears To Hear Things Mind Does Not Understand.

Silence Is An Ocean. Speech Is A River. When The Ocean Is Searching For You, Don't Walk Into The Language-river. Listen To The Ocean, And Bring Your Talky Business To An End. Traditional Words Are Just Babbling In That Presence, And Babbling Is A Substitute For Sight.

The Life Of This World Is Nothing But The Harmony Of Opposites

On The Path Of Love We Are Neither Masters Nor The Owners Of Our Lives. We Are Only A Brush In The Hand Of The Master Painter.