Mount The Stallion Of Love And Do

Don't Make The Body Do What The Spirit Does Best, And Don't Put A Big Load On The Spirit That The Body Could Easily Carry.

Oh, Bird Of My Soul, Fly Away Now, For I Possess A Hundred Fortified Towers.

You Are A Fountain Of The Sun's Light. I Am A Willow Shadow On The Ground. You Make My Raggedness Silky.

If You Knew Yourself For Even One Moment, If You Could Just Glimpse Your Most Beautiful Face, Maybe You Wouldn’t Slumber So Deeply In That House Of Clay. Why Not Move Into Your House Of Joy And Shine Into Every Crevice! For You Are The Secret Treasure-bearer, And Always Have Been. Didn’t You Know?

God Works In Mysterious Ways. Things May Look Good Outwardly, But There May Be Evil Contained Inside. Let No One Be Deluded By Pride That He Himself Has Conceived Good Ideas Or Done Good Deeds. If Everything Were As It Seemed, The Prophet Would Not Have Cried Out With Such Illuminated And Illuminating Perspicacity, Show Me Things As They Are! You Make Things Appear Beautiful When In Reality They Are Ugly; You Make Things Appear Ugly When In Reality They Are Beautiful. Show Us Therefore Each Thing As It Is Lest We Fall Into A Snare And Be Ever Errant.