Beg of God the removal of envy, that God may deliver you from externals, and bestow upon you an inward occupation, which will absorb you so that your attention is not drawn away.
In your light I learn how to love.
I am not this hair, I am not this skin, I am the soul that lives within.
Ground yourself, strip yourself down, To blind loving Silence
Very little grows on jagged rock. Be ground. Be crumbled, so wildflowers will come up where you are.
But learn this custom from the flower: silence your tongue.