Passion And Desire Bind Your

Know Then That The Body Is Merely A Garment. Go Seek The Wearer, Not The Cloak.

You Have Been Hiding So Long Aimlessly Drifting In The Sea Of My Love Even So You Have Always Been Connected To Me Connected, Revealed In The Known In The Unmanifest I Am Life Itself

This Is Love: To Fly Toward A Secret Sky, To Cause A Hundred Veils To Fall Each Moment. First, To Let Go Of Life. In The End, To Take A Step Without Feet; To Regard This World As Invisible, And To Disregard What Appears To Be The Self. Heart, I Said, What A Gift It Has Been To Enter This Circle Of Lovers, To See Beyond Seeing Itself, To Reach And Feel Within The Breast.

Someone Who Does Not Run Toward The Allure Of Love Walks A Road Where Nothing Lives. But This Dove Here Senses The Love Hawk Floating Above, And Waits, And Will Not Be Driven Or Scared To Safety.

No More Words. Hear Only The Voice Within.