The Radiant One In Me Has Never

Fasting Is The First Principle Of Medicine.

There’s A Morning When Presence Comes Over Your Soul. You Sing Like A Rooster In Your Earth-colored Shape. Your Heart Hears And, No Longer Frantic, Begins To Dance.

No More Words. Hear Only The Voice Within.

With Every Breath, I Plant The Seeds Of Devotion, I Am A Farmer Of The Heart.

While The Mind Sees Only Boundaries, Love Knows The Secret Way There.