You are a fountain of the sun's light. I am a willow shadow on the ground. You make my raggedness silky.
Know then that the body is merely a garment. Go seek the wearer, not the cloak.
It's your road & yours alone. Others may walk it with you, but no one can walk it for you
Half-heartedness doesn't reach into majesty. You set out to find God, but then you keep stopping for long periods at meanspirited roadhouses.
Purify your eyes, and see the pure world. Your life will fill with radiant forms.
Without the frown of clouds and lightning, the vines would be burned by the smiling sun.