I am sunlight slicing the dark.

If your thought is a rose, you are a rose garden; and if it is a thistle, you are fuel for the fire.

I am like the heaven, like the moon, like a candle by your glow; I am all reason, all love, all soul, by your soul.

Every rose that is sweet-scented within, That rose is telling of the secrets of the Universal.

Beauty is the garden scent of roses, murmuring water flowing gently...Can words describe the indescribable?

Close both eyes to see with the other eye.

The intellectual quest is exquisite like pearls and coral, But it is not the same as the spiritual quest. The spiritual quest is on another level altogether, Spiritual wine has a subtler taste. The intellect and the senses investigate cause and effect. The spiritual seeker surrenders to the wonder.