My Religion Is, To Live

There Is No Worse Torture Than Knowing Intellectually About Love And The Way.

Whatever Posessions And Objects Of Its Desires The Lower Self May Obtain, It Hangs On To Them, Refusing To Let Them Go Out Of Greed For More, Or Out Of Fear Of Poverty And Need.

In The Middle Of My Heart, A Star Appeared, And The Seven Heavens Were Lost In Its Brilliance.

You And I Have Spoken All These Words, But For The Way We Have To Go,words Are No Preparation. I Have One Small Drop Of Knowing In My Soul. Let It Dissolve In Your Ocean

If You Become A Helper Of Hearts, Springs Of Wisdom Will Flow From Your Heart.