O Seeker, Pain And Suffering Make One

I Was A Thorn Rushing To Be With A Rose, Vinegar Blending With Honey… Then I Found Some Dirt To Make An Ointment That Would Honor My Soul… Love Says, “you Are Right, But Don’t Claim These Changes. Remember, I Am Wind. You Are An Ember I Ignite.

Your Task Is Not To Seek For Love, But Merely To Seek And Find All The Barriers Within Yourself That You Have Built Against It.

Wherever You Are, And Whatever You Do, Be In Love.

From Myself I Am Copper, Through You, Friend, I Am Gold. From Myself I’m A Stone, But Through You, I Am A Gem!

I Seem Restless, But Am Deeply At Ease. Branches Tremble; The Roots Are Still.