Your Grief For What You've Lost Lifts

In The Silence Between Your Heartbeat Bides A Summons. Do You Hear It? Name It If You Must, Or Leave It Forever Nameless, But Why Pretend It Is Not There?

But Meditate Now On Steadfastness And Clarity, And Let Those Be The Wings That Lift And Soar Through The Celestial Spheres.

You Think Of Yourself As A Citizen Of The Universe. You Think You Belong To This World Of Dust And Matter. Out Of This Dust You Have Created A Personal Image, And Have Forgotten About The Essence Of Your True Origin

There Are Lovers Content With Longing. I’m Not One Of Them.

If Destiny Comes To Help You, Love Will Come To Meet You. A Life Without Love Isn't A Life