A man whose eyes love opens risks his soul - His dancing breaks beyond the mind's control.

The home we seek is in eternity; The Truth we seek is like a shoreless sea, Of which your paradise is but a drop. This ocean can be yours; why should you stop Beguiled by dreams of evanescent dew? The secrets of the sun are yours, but you Content yourself with motes trapped in its beams. Turn to what truly lives, reject what seems -- Which matters more, the body or the soul? Be whole: desire and journey to the Whole.

The fruit of love's great tree is poverty; Whoever knows this knows humility.

When first you enter Wisdom's sea, beware-A wave of indecision floods you there.

Let love lead your soul. Make it a place to retire to, a kind of monastery cave, a retreat for the deepest core of your being.

A man whose eyes love opens risks his soul - His dancing breaks beyond the mind's control.

Were you indeed not blinded by the Curse Of Self-exile, that still grows worse and worse, Yourselves would know that, though you see him not, He is with you this Moment, on this Spot.