Everything you see has its roots in the unseen world. The forms may change, yet the essence remains the same. Every wonderful sight will vanish, every sweet word will fade, But do not be disheartened, The source they come from is eternal, growing, Branching out, giving new life and new joy. Why do you weep? The source is within you And this whole world is springing up from it.

Purify yourself from the attributes of self, so that you may see your own pure, untarnished essence.

Every need brings in what's needed. Pain bears its cure like a child.

I grow silent. Dear soul, you speak.

Half-heartedne ss doesn't reach into majesty.

You soak up my soul and mingle me. Each drop of my blood cries out to the earth. We are partners, blended as one.

When you notice a fault in your neighbour, search for the same in yourself.