There Is A Window From One Heart

Love Is From The Infinite, And Will Remain Until Eternity. The Seeker Of Love Escapes The Chains Of Birth And Death. Tomorrow, When Resurrection Comes, The Heart That Is Not In Love Will Fail The Test.

The Way The Beloved Can Fit In My Heart, Two Thousand Lives Could Fit In This Body Of Mine. One Kernel Could Contain A Thousand Bushels, And A Hundred Worlds Pass Through The Eye Of The Needle.

Is It Really So That The One I Love Is Everywhere?

Go Back, Go Back To Sleep. Yes, You Are Allowed. You Who Have No Love In Your Heart, You Can Go Back To Sleep. The Power Of Love Is Exclusive To Us, You Can Go Back To Sleep. I Have Been Burnt By The Fire Of Love. You Who Have No Such Yearning In Your Heart, Go Back To Sleep. The Path Of Love, Has Seventy-two Folds And Countless Facets. Your Love And Religion Is All About Deceit, Control And Hypocrisy, Go Back To Sleep. I Have Torn To Pieces My Robe Of Speech, And Have Let Go Of The Desire To Converse. You Who Are Not Naked Yet, You Can Go Back To Sleep.

Not Christian Or Jew Or Muslim, Not Hindu, Buddhist, Sufi, Or Zen. Not Any Religion Or Cultural System. I Am Not From The East Or The West, Not Out Of The Ocean Or Up From The Ground, Not Natural Or Ethereal, Not Composed Of Elements At All. I Do Not Exist, Am Not An Entity In This World Or The Next, Did Not Descend From Adam Or Eve Or Any Origin Story. My Place Is Placeless, A Trace Of The Traceless. Neither Body Or Soul. I Belong To The Beloved, Have Seen The Two Worlds As One And That One Call To And Know, First, Last, Outer, Inner, Only That Breath Breathing Human Being.