Except For Love, Nothing You See Will

Doubt Is A Precipice On The Way To God. Blessed Is He Who Is Freed From Its Bonds. He Who Fares Without Any Doubt, Adhere To His Footprints If You Do Not Know The Way. Cleave To The Footprints Of The Deer And Advance With Care That You May Reach The Musk-gland. By Means Of Such Trekking, Even If You Walk On Fire, You Will Reach The Luminous Peak.

For Me To Praise Is Interrupting Praise.

The Source Is Within You. And This Whole World Is Springing Up From It.

Tree Limbs Rise And Fall Like The Ecstatic Arms Of Those Who Have Submitted To The Mystical Life. Leaf Sounds Talk Together Like Poets Making Fresh Metaphors.

Your Thoughts Are A Veil On The Face Of The Moon. That Moon Is Your Heart, And Those Thoughts Cover Your Heart. So Let Them Go, Just Let Them Fall Into The Water.