If You Desire Healing, Let Yourself Fall

In Real Existence There Is Only Unity.

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.

The Waterwheel Accepts Water And Turns And Gives It Away, Weeping.

Wherever You Stand, Be The Soul Of That Place.

Disharmony Prevails When You Confuse Lust With Love, While The Distance Between The Two Is Endless!