I died as a mineral and became a plant, I died as a plant and rose to animal, I died as an animal and I was Man. Why should I fear? When was I less by dying?
May these vows and this marriage be blessed.
In their seeking, wisdom and madness are one and the same. On the path of love, friend and stranger are one and the same.
With life as short as a half-taken breath, don't plant anything but love.
I came to this earth so that I could find my way back to my Beloved.
Listen to the unstruck sounds, and what sifts through that music.