I Was There In The Beginning And

If The Foot Of The Trees Were Not Tied To Earth, They Would Be Pursuing Me; For I Have Blossomed So Much, I Am The Envy Of The Gardens.

The Light Which Shines In The Eye Is Really The Light Of The Heart.. The Light Which Fills The Heart Is The Light Of God, Which Is Pure And Separate From The Light Of Intellect And Sense.

Soul, A Moving River. Body, The Riverbed.

Don't Allow Your Animal Nature To Rule Your Reason.

If The Beautiful One Is Not Inside You, Then What Is That Light Hidden Under Your Cloak?