Listen To Presences Inside Poems, Let Them

If You Do Not Possess The Staff Of Caution And Discrimination, Use The Eyes Of Him Who Sees. If There Is No Staff Of Caution And Discrimination, Do Not Wander On The Road Without A Guide.

With Each Passing Moment, A Soul Sets Off To Find Itself.

The Prophets Accept All Agony And Trust It For The Water Has Never Feared The Fire.

If You Could Get Rid Of Yourself Just Once, The Secret Of Secrets Would Open To You. The Face Of The Unknown, Hidden Beyond The Universe Would Appear On The Mirror Of Your Perception.

I Am The Dust In The Sunlight, I Am The Ball Of The Sun . . . I Am The Mist Of Morning, The Breath Of Evening . . . . I Am The Spark In The Stone, The Gleam Of Gold In The Metal . . . . The Rose And The Nightingale Drunk With Its Fragrance. I Am The Chain Of Being, The Circle Of The Spheres, The Scale Of Creation, The Rise And The Fall. I Am What Is And Is Not . . . I Am The Soul In All.