From The Distance You Only See My

There Is Only One Search: Wandering... No Dogma And No Heresy.

We Are The Mirror, As Well As The Face In It. We Are Tasting The Taste Of Eternity This Minute. We Are Pain And What Cures Pain. We Are The Sweet Cold Water And The Jar That Pours. Soul Of The World, No Life, Nor World Remain, No Beautiful Women And Men Longing. Only This Ancient Love Circling The Holy Black Stone Of Nothing. Where The Lover Is The Loved, The Horizon And Everything Within It.

I Come To You Without Me, Come To Me Without You.

Love Possesses Seven Hundred Wings, And Each One Extends From The Highest Heaven To The Lowest Earth.

Be A Helpful Friend, And You Will Become A Green Tree With Always New Fruit, Always Deeper Journeys Into Love.