The Breath Of The Flute

I Was A Thorn Rushing To Be With A Rose, Vinegar Blending With Honey… Then I Found Some Dirt To Make An Ointment That Would Honor My Soul… Love Says, “you Are Right, But Don’t Claim These Changes. Remember, I Am Wind. You Are An Ember I Ignite.

Bring The Pure Wine Of Love And Freedom. But Sir, A Tornado Is Coming. More Wine, We'll Teach This Storm A Thing Or Two About Whirling.

This Being Human Is A Guest House. Every Morning A New Arrival. Welcome And Entertain Them All!

You Are The Drop,and The Ocean You Are Kindness,you Are Anger, You Are Sweetness,you Are Poison. Do Not Make Me More Disheartened. You Are The Chamber Of The Sun, You Are The Abode Of Venus, You Are The Garden Of All Hope. Oh, Beloved, Let Me Enter.

God Made The Illusion Look Real And The Real An Illusion !