World power means nothing. Only the unsayable, jeweled inner life matters.
I died from a mineral and plant became, Died from the plant, took a sentient frame; Died from the beast, donned a human dress - When by my dying did I ever grow less.
Come to the Root of the Root of your Self
Be empty of worrying. Think of who created thought! Why do you stay in prison When the door is so wide open?
Be with those who help your being.
Be silent. That heart speaks without tongue or lips.