Pilgrimage To The Place Of The Wise

Shine Like The Whole Universe Is Yours.

Oh God Let All Lovers Be Content Give Them Happy Endings Let Their Lives Be Celebrations Let Their Hearts Dance In The Fire Of Your Love

True Beauty Is A Ray That Springs From The Sacred Depths Of The Soul, And Illuminates The Body, Just As Life Springs From The Kernel Of A Stone And Gives Colour And Scent To A Flower.

On The Path Of Love We Are Neither Masters Nor The Owners Of Our Lives. We Are Only A Brush In The Hand Of The Master Painter.

Everything You See Has Its Roots In The Unseen World. The Forms May Change, Yet The Essence Remains The Same. Every Wonderful Sight Will Vanish, Every Sweet Word Will Fade, But Do Not Be Disheartened, The Source They Come From Is Eternal, Growing, Branching Out, Giving New Life And New Joy. Why Do You Weep? The Source Is Within You And This Whole World Is Springing Up From It.