Soul, A Moving River. Body, The Riverbed.

The Heart Is Your Student, For Love Is The Only Way We Learn.

Look At Me As Many Times As You Wish, But You Won’t Get To Know Me! Since You Have Last Seen Me, I’ve Changed A Hundred Times!

What You Are Seeking Is Also Seeking You.

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.

We May Know Who We Are Or We May Not. We May Be Muslims, Jews Or Christians But Until Our Hearts Become The Mould For Every Heart We Will See Only Our Differences.