If The Beautiful One Is Not Inside

Neither This Body Am I, Nor Soul, Nor These Fleeting Images Passing By, Nor Concepts And Thoughts, Mental Images, Nor Yet Sentiments And The Psyche's Labyrinth. Who Then Am I? A Consciousness Without Origin, Not Born In Time, Nor Begotten Here Below. I Am That Which Was, Is And Ever Shall Be, A Jewel In The Crown Of The Divine Self, A Star In The Firmament Of The Luminous One.

Nothing Can Help Me But That Beauty. There Was A Dawn I Remember When My Soul Heard Something From Your Soul. I Drank Water From Your Spring And Felt The Current Take Me.

We All Face Death In The End. But On The Way, Be Careful Never To Hurt A Human Heart!

Listen, Open A Window To God And Begin To Delight Yourself By Gazing Upon Him Through The Opening.

Embark On The Journey Of Love. It Takes You From Yourself To Yourself.