What Is A Tiny Insignificant Seed That,

Oh, Wandering One, If You Are In Search Of The Greatest Treasure, Don't Look Outside. Look Within, And Seek That.

Wisdom Is Like The Rain. Its Source Is Limitless, But It Comes Down According To The Season.

I Have Lived On The Lip Of Insanity, Wanting To Know Reasons, Knocking On A Door. It Opens. I've Been Knocking From The Inside.

I Am The Dust In The Sunlight, I Am The Ball Of The Sun . . . I Am The Mist Of Morning, The Breath Of Evening . . . . I Am The Spark In The Stone, The Gleam Of Gold In The Metal . . . . The Rose And The Nightingale Drunk With Its Fragrance. I Am The Chain Of Being, The Circle Of The Spheres, The Scale Of Creation, The Rise And The Fall. I Am What Is And Is Not . . . I Am The Soul In All.

God Put Thorns Around The Love's Door To Stop Anyone Who's Not A Lover From Entering.