Leave That Which Is Not,

My Heart Rushes Into The Garden, Joyfully Tasting All The Delights. But Reason Frowns, Disapproving Of The Heart's Bad Manners.

Longing Is The Core Of Mystery. Longing Itself Brings The Cure. The Only Rule Is, Suffer The Pain. Your Desires Must Be Disciplined And What You Want To Happen In Time, Sacrificed.

Oh Soul, You Worry Too Much. You Have Seen Your Own Strength. You Have Seen Your Own Beauty. You Have Seen Your Golden Wings. Of Anything Less, Why Do You Worry? You Are In Truth The Soul, Of The Soul, Of The Soul.

For Without You, I Swear, The Town Has Become Like A Prison To Me. Distraction And The Mountain And The Desert, All I Desire.

Remember. The Way You Make Love Is The Way God Will Be With You.