Let Silence Take You To The Core

O My Choice Beauty You've Gone But Your Love Remains In My Heart Your Image In My Eye O Guide On My Winding Road I Keep Turning Round And Round In The Hopes Of Finding You

Wisdom Is Like The Rain. Its Source Is Unlimited, But It Comes Down According To The Season. Grocers Put Sugar In A Bag, But Their Supply Of Sugar Is Not The Amount In The Bag. When You Come To A Grocer, He Has Sugar In Abundance. But He Sees How Much Money You Have Brought And Gives Accordingly. Your Currency On This Path Is Resolution And Faith, And You Are Taught According To Your Resolution And Faith. When You Come Seeking Sugar, They Examine Your Bag To See What Its Capacity Is; Then They Measure Out Accordingly.

My Soul Is My Guide, For My Soul Is Of That Abode. I Will Not Speak Of The Earthly. I Am Of The Unknown

When Inward Tenderness Finds The Secret Hurt, Pain Itself Will Crack The Rock And Ah! Let The Soul Emerge.

Cease Looking For Flowers! There Blooms A Garden In Your Own Home. While You Look For Trinkets The Treasure House Awaits You In Your Own Being.