Oh, Bird Of My Soul,

It Is Love And The Lover That Live Eternally - Don't Lend Your Heart To Anything Else; All Else Is Borrowed.

For The Water Animals, The Ocean Is Like A Garden; For The Land Animals, It Is Death And Pain.

What The Sayer Of Praise Is Really Praising Is Himself, By Saying Implicitly, My Eyes Are Clear." Likewise, Someone Who Criticizes Is Criticizing Himself, Saying Implicitly, "i Can't See Very Well With My Eyes So Inflamed.

Suffering Is A Gift; In Its Hidden Mercy

What You Are Seeking Is Also Seeking You.