This Is The Essence Of All Sciences

Love Is The Cure, For Your Pain Will Keep Giving Birth To More Pain Until Your Eyes Constantly Exhale Love As Effortlessly As Your Body Yields Its Scent.

I Am Not From East Or West Not Up From The Ground Or Out Of The Ocean My Place Is Placeless A Trace Of The Traceless I Belong To The Beloved

Spirit, Find Your Way, In Seeking Lowness Like A Stream.

There's A Path From Your Heart To Mine.

A Thousand Half-loves Must Be Forsaken To Take One Whole Heart Home.