Wash The Dust From Your Soul And

Be Helpless, Dumbfounded, Unable To Say Yes Or No. Then A Stretcher Will Come From Grace To Gather Us Up. We Are Too Dull-eyed To See That Beauty. If We Say We Can, We’re Lying. If We Say No, We Don’t See It, That No Will Behead Us And Shut Tight Our Window Onto Spirit. So Let Us Rather Not Be Sure Of Anything, Beside Ourselves, And Only That, So Miraculous Beings Come Running To Help. Crazed, Lying In A Zero Circle, Mute, We Shall Be Saying Finally, With Tremendous Eloquence, Lead Us. When We Have Totally Surrendered To That Beauty, We Shall Be A Mighty Kindness.

Dance, And Make Joyous The Love Around You. Dance, And Your Veils Which Hide The Light Shall Swirl In A Heap At Your Feet.

The Eternal Looked Upon Me For A Moment With His Eye Of Power, And Annihilated Me In His Being, And Become Manifest To Me In His Essence. I Saw I Existed Through Him.

Sometimes You Hear A Voice Through The Door Calling You... This Turning Toward What You Deeply Love Saves You.

Then Outwardly You Are The Small Universe! Then Inwardly You Are The Great Universe.