I Am An Ark In The Swift

While The Mind Sees Only Boundaries, Love Knows The Secret Way There.

When You Lose All Sense Of Self The Bonds Of A Thousands Chains Will Vanish. Lose Yourself Completely, Return To The Root Of The Root Of Your Own Soul.

Don't Run Away From Grief, O’ Soul/ Look For The Remedy Inside The Pain/ Because The Rose Came From The Thorn/ And The Ruby Came From A Stone.

Soul, A Moving River. Body, The Riverbed.

Although You See The Pit, You Cannot Avoid It.