Last Night My Teacher Taught Me The

Get Yourself Out Of The Way, And Let Joy Have More Space.

Learn To Recognize The False Dawn From The True; Distinguish The Color Of The Wine From The Color Of The Cup. Then It May Be That Patience And Time May Produce, Out Of The Spectrum-viewing Sight, True Vision, And You Will Behold Colors Other Than These Mortal Hues, You Will See Pearls Instead Of Stones. Pearls, Did I Say? Nay More, You Will Become A Sea, You Will Become A Sun Traveling The Sky.

Love Is An Endless Ocean, With No Beginning Or End. Imagine, A Suspended Ocean, Riding On A Cushion Of Ancient Secrets.

Your Heart Is The Size Of An Ocean. Go Find Yourself In Its Hidden Depths.

Listen. Make A Way For Yourself Inside Yourself. Stop Looking In The Other Way Of Looking.