Were There No Men Of Vision, All

We Bury Our Seeds And Wait, Winter Blocks The Road, Flowers Are Taken Prisoner Underground, But Then Green Justice Tenders A Spear

Silence Gives Answers.

Beauty Surrounds Us, But Usually We Need To Be Walking In A Garden To Know It. Rumi, Attributed, Conquest Of Abundance: A Tale Of Abstraction Versus The Richness Of Being Don't Grieve. Anything You Lose Comes Round In Another Form.

The Light Which Shines In The Eye Is Really The Light Of The Heart.. The Light Which Fills The Heart Is The Light Of God, Which Is Pure And Separate From The Light Of Intellect And Sense.

You Can Accomplish A Hundred Other Things But If You Do Not Accomplish The One Thing For Which You Have Been Sent, It Will Be As If You Have Done Nothing.