Spirit, find your way, in seeking lowness like a stream.
Bitter your acts, bitter am I, Kindness your deeds, kindness am I, Pleasant and gentle, so you are, Fine honeyed lips and sweet talker.
Give yourself a kiss. If you want to hold the beautiful one, hold yourself.
In things spiritual, there is no partition, no number, no individuals. How sweet is the oneness-unearth the treasure of Unity.
When we practice loving kindness and compassion we are the first ones to profit.
The soul is here for its own joy.