While The Mind Sees Only Boundaries, Love

Your Grief For What You've Lost Lifts A Mirror Up To Where You're Bravely Working.

When I Die, I Shall Soar With Angels, And When I Die To The Angels, What I Shall Become You Cannot Imagine.

On This Path Let The Heart Be Your Guide.

Bring The Pure Wine Of Love And Freedom. But Sir, A Tornado Is Coming. More Wine, We'll Teach This Storm A Thing Or Two About Whirling.

In Things Spiritual, There Is No Partition, No Number, No Individuals. How Sweet Is The Oneness-unearth The Treasure Of Unity.