When You Are Dead, Seek For Your

Submit To Love Without Thinking, As The Sun Rose This Morning Recklessly Extinguishing Our Star-candle Minds.

Sunlight Fell Upon The Wall; The Wall Received A Borrowed Splendor. Why Set Your Heart On A Piece Of Earth, O Simple One? Seek Out The Source Which Shines Forever.

Cease Looking For Flowers! There Blooms A Garden In Your Own Home. While You Look For Trinkets The Treasure House Awaits You In Your Own Being.

That Which Is False Troubles The Heart, But Truth Brings Joyous Tranquility.

Learn To Recognize The False Dawn From The True; Distinguish The Color Of The Wine From The Color Of The Cup. Then It May Be That Patience And Time May Produce, Out Of The Spectrum-viewing Sight, True Vision, And You Will Behold Colors Other Than These Mortal Hues, You Will See Pearls Instead Of Stones. Pearls, Did I Say? Nay More, You Will Become A Sea, You Will Become A Sun Traveling The Sky.