The earth has disappeared beneath my feet, It fled from all my ecstasy. Now like a singing air creature I feel the rose keep opening.
The heart is a thousand stringed instrument that can only be tuned with love.
We don't need sugar, flour or rice or anything else. We just want to see our dear ones.
Only heart to heart can speak the bliss of mystic knowers.
Laugh because that is the purest sound.
How seek the way which leadeth to our wishes? By renouncing our wishes. The crown of excellence is renunciation.