If You Don't Try To Fly And

The Fluteplayer Puts Breath Into A Flute, And Who Makes The Music? Not The Flute. The Fluteplayer!

Doing As Others Told Me, I Was Blind. Coming When Others Called Me, I Was Lost. Then I Left Everyone, Myself As Well. Then I Found Everyone, Myself As Well.

We Carry Inside Us The Wonders We Seek Outside Us.

Don't You Know Yet? It Is Your Light That Lights The Worlds.

Pilgrimage To The Place Of The Wise Is To Find Escape From The Flame Of Separateness.