The Fault Is In The One Who

Whoever's Calm And Sensible Is Insane!

This That Is Tormented And Very Tired, Tortured With Restraints Like A Madman, This Heart.

Spirit, Find Your Way, In Seeking Lowness Like A Stream.

The Unseen Presence Keeps Saying To Us, ‘you Are Joy!’

God Does Not Look At Your Outer Forms, But At The Love Within Your Love.