There Are Lovers Content With Longing. I’m

Don't Get Lost In Your Pain, Know That One Day Your Pain Will Become Your Cure.

Do You Know What You Are? You Are A Manuscript Oƒ A Divine Letter. You Are A Mirror Reflecting A Noble Face. This Universe Is Not Outside Of You. Look Inside Yourself; Everything That You Want, You Are Already That.

The Wound Is The Place Where The Light Enters You.

Your Hand Opens And Closes And Opens And Closes. If It Were Always A Fist Or Always Stretched Open, You Would Be Paralyzed.

What Can I Do My Friends, If I Do Not Know? I Am Neither Christian Nor Jew, Nor Muslim Nor Hindu. What Can I Do? What Can I Do? Not Of The East, Nor Of The West, Nor Of The Land, Nor Of The Sea, Not Of Nature's Essence, Nor Of Circling Heavens. What Could I Be?