Within Tears, Find Hidden Laughter Seek Treasures

Joy Lives Concealed In Grief.

People Of The World Don't Look At Themselves, And So They Blame One Another.

Take Sips Of This Pure Wine Being Poured. Don't Mind That You've Been Given A Dirty Cup.

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?

This Place Is A Dream. Only A Sleeper Considers It Real. Then Death Comes Like Dawn, And You Wake Up Laughing At What You Thought Was Your Grief.