This Outward Spring And Garden

The Chess Master Says Nothing, Other Than Moving The Silient Chess Piece.

Happy, Not From Anything That Happens. Warm, Not From Fire Or A Hot Bath. Light, I Register Zero On A Scale.

If You Want To Ascend Like The Prophet To The Sky Of Immortality, Know This Very Well: Fasting Is Your Arabian Stallion.

Don’t Knock On Any Random Door Like A Beggar. Reach Your Long Hand Out To Another Door, Beyond Where You Go On The Street, The Street Where Everyone Says, "how Are You?" And No One Says How Aren’t You?

Many Of The Faults You See In Others, Dear Reader, Are Your Own Nature Reflected In Them.