Those Who Practice Love Have Neither Religion

I Said: What About My Eyes? God Said: Keep Them On The Road. I Said: What About My Passion? God Said: Keep It Burning. I Said: What About My Heart? God Said: Tell Me What You Hold Inside It? I Said: Pain And Sorrow? He Said: Stay With It. The Wound Is The Place Where The Light Enters You.

When The Light Returns To Its Source, It Takes Nothing Of What It Has Illuminated.

Love’s Secret Is Always Lifting Its Head Out From Under The Covers, “here I Am!”

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.

Dive Today From The Cliff Of What You Know Into What You Can't Know.