I Said, “i Just Want To Know

Know Then That The Body Is Merely A Garment. Go Seek The Wearer, Not The Cloak.

Every Fragile Beauty, Every Perfect Forgotten Sentence, You Grieve Their Going Away, But That Is Not How It Is. Where They Come From Never Goes Dry. It Is An Always Flowing Spring.

Not Christian Or Jew Or Muslim, Not Hindu, Buddhist, Sufi, Or Zen. Not Any Religion Or Cultural System. I Am Not From The East Or The West, Not Out Of The Ocean Or Up From The Ground, Not Natural Or Ethereal, Not Composed Of Elements At All. I Do Not Exist, Am Not An Entity In This World Or The Next, Did Not Descend From Adam Or Eve Or Any Origin Story. My Place Is Placeless, A Trace Of The Traceless. Neither Body Or Soul. I Belong To The Beloved, Have Seen The Two Worlds As One And That One Call To And Know, First, Last, Outer, Inner, Only That Breath Breathing Human Being.

My Heart Is Burning With Love. All I Can See Is This Flame. My Heart Is Burning With Passion, Like Waves On An Ocean. I'm At Home, Wherever I Am. And In The Room Of Lovers, I Can See With Closed Eyes The Beauty That Dances. Behind The Veils, Intoxicated With Love, I Too Dance The Rhythm Of This Moving World.

We Love That S Why Life Is Full Of So Many Wonderful Gifts.