And if you are a rose, I am rose-shadow.

The fluteplayer puts breath into a flute, and who makes the music? Not the flute. The Fluteplayer!

Don't seek the water; get thirst.

I am dying into your mystery, and dying, I am now no other than that mystery. I open to your majesty as an orchard welcomes rain, and twenty times that.

Contain all human faces in your own without any judgment of them

The lamps are different, but the Light is the same. One matter, one energy, one Light, one Light-mind, endlessly emanating all things.

Don't you know yet? It is your Light that lights the worlds.