Lovers Are Patient And Know That The

This Is A Subtle Truth. Whatever You Love, You Are.

What Does This Patch-sewing Mean You Ask? Eating And Drinking. The Heavy Cloak Of The Body Is Always Getting Torn. You Patch It With Food And Other Ego-satisfactions.

There Is A Window Between Heart And Heart: They Are Never Separate Like Two Bodies. Two Lamps May Not Be United In Their Form - But Their Light Merges Into Each Other.

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.

What You Have Despised In Yourself As A Thorn Opens Into A Rose.