If You Have No Eyes, Do Not

Whatever You Keep Hidden In Your Heart, God Manifests In You Outwardly. Whatever The Root Of The Tree Feeds On In Secret, Affects The Bough And The Leaf.

My Friend, You Thought You Lost Him; That All Your Life You've Been Separated From Him. Filled With Wonder, You've Always Looked Outside For Him, And Haven't Searched Within Your Own House.

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

The Wailing Of Broken Hearts Is The Doorway To God.

Water, Stories, The Body, All The Things We Do, Are Mediums That Hid And Show What's Hidden.