Inside any deep asking is the answering.

Today, like every other day, we wake up empty and frightened. Don't open the door to the study and begin reading. Take down the dulcimer. Let the beauty we love be what we do. There are hundreds of ways to kneel and kiss the ground.

No one knows what makes the soul wake up so happy! Maybe a dawn breeze has blown the veil from the face of God.

We may know who we are or we may not. We may be Muslims, Jews or Christians but until our hearts become the mould for every heart we will see only our differences.

Your thoughts are a veil on the face of the Moon. That Moon is your heart, and those thoughts cover your heart. So let them go, just let them fall into the water.

That hurt we embrace becomes joy. Call it to your arms where it can change.

Yesterday was glory and joy. Today, a blackened burn everywhere. On the record of my life, these two days will be put down as one