I can sense your presence in my Heart although you belong to all the world.
Work in the invisible world at least as hard as you do in the visible.
What comes, will go. What is found, will be lost again. But what you are is beyond coming and going and beyond description.
When you feel a peaceful joy, that's when you are near truth.
I turn all thorn then, but you come back again and make my thorniness fragrant and pink and petaled.
Be motivated like the falcon, hunt gloriously. Be magnificent as the leopard, fight to win. Spend less time with nightingales and peacocks. One is all talk, the other only color.