Beauty Surrounds Us.

There Is Some Kiss We Want With The Whole Of Our Lives.

My Place Is The Placeless, My Trace Is The Traceless ; 'tis Neither Body Nor Soul, For I Belong To The Soul Of The Beloved. I Have Put Duality Away, I Have Seen That The Two Worlds Are One; One I Seek, One I Know, One I See, One I Call.

There Is A Field Beyond All Notions Of Right And Wrong. Come, Meet Me There.

Listen, O Drop, Give Yourself Up Without Regret, And In Exchange Gain The Ocean.

I, You, He, She, We In The Garden Of Mystic Lovers, These Are Not True Distinctions.