I Drank Water From Your Spring And

I Am Part Of The Load Not Rightly Balanced . . .

Walk To The Well. Turn As The Earth And The Moon Turn, Circling What They Love. Whatever Circles Comes From The Center.

Out Beyond Ideas Of Wrongdoing And Rightdoing There Is A Field. I'll Meet You There. When The Soul Lies Down In That Grass The World Is Too Full To Talk About.

You Could String A Hundred Endless Days Together, My Soul Would Find No Comfort From This Pain. You Laugh At My Tale? You May Be Educated But You Haven’t Learned To Love Till You’re Insane

Allah Made The Illusion Look Real And The Real An Illusion. He Concealed The Sea And Made The Foam Visible, The Wind Invisible, And The Dust Manifest. You See The Dust Whirling, But How Can The Dust Rise By Itself? You See The Foam, But Not The Ocean. Invoke Him With Deeds, Not Words; For Deeds Are Real And Will Save You In The Infinite-life.