Sell Your Presence And Purchase Bewilderment.

There Is A Window Between Heart And Heart: They Are Never Separate Like Two Bodies. Two Lamps May Not Be United In Their Form - But Their Light Merges Into Each Other.

I Am Your Lover, Come To My Side, I Will Open The Gate To Your Love. Come Settle With Me, Let Us Be Neighbors To The Stars. You Have Been Hiding So Long, Endlessly Drifting In The Sea Of My Love. Even So, You Have Always Been Connected To Me. Concealed, Revealed, In The Unknown, In The Un-manifest. I Am Life Itself. You Have Been A Prisoner Of A Little Pond, I Am The Ocean And Its Turbulent Flood. Come Merge With Me, Leave This World Of Ignorance. Be With Me, I Will Open The Gate To Your Love.

If You Want To Win Hearts, Sow The Seeds Of Love. If You Want Heaven, Stop Scattering Thorns On The Road.

Your Hand Opens And Closes, Opens And Closes. If It Were Always A Fist Or Always Stretched Open, You Would Be Paralysed. Your Deepest Presence Is In Every Small Contracting And Expanding, The Two As Beautifully Balanced And Coordinated As Birds' Wings.

The Wailing Of Broken Hearts Is The Doorway To God.