The Real Beloved Is That One Who

A Warm, Rainy Day-this Is How It Feels When Friends Get Together. Friend Refreshes Friend Then, As Flowers Do Each Others, In A Spring Rain.

The Heart Is Cooking A Pot Of Food For You. Be Patient Until It Is Cooked

Stop The Words Now. Open The Window In The Center Of Your Chest, And Let The Spirits Fly In And Out.

Not Christian Or Jew Or Muslim, Not Hindu, Buddhist, Sufi Or Zen. Not Any Religion Or Cultural System. I Am Not Of The East, Nor Of The West.... My Place Is Placeless, A Trace Of The Traceless.

Close Both Eyes To See With The Other Eye.