My Religion Is To Be Alive From

Whatever Sorrow Shakes From Your Heart, Far Better Things Will Take Their Place.

That Hurt We Embrace Becomes Joy. Call It To Your Arms Where It Can Change.

I Have No Name For What Circles So Perfectly.

Work On Your Stony Qualities And Become Resplendent Like The Ruby. Practice Self-denial And Accept Difficulty. Always See Infinite Life In Letting The Self Die. Your Stoniness Will Decrease; Your Ruby Nature Will Grow. The Signs Of Self-existence Will Leave Your Body, And Ecstasy Will Take You Over.

Lovers Move Like Lightning And Wind. No Contest. Theologians Mumble, Rumble-dumble, Necessity And Free Will, While Lover And Beloved Pull Themselves Into Each Other.