When The Goodwill Of Hearts

There Is My Body, In It An Ocean Formed Of His Glory, All The Creation, All The Universes, All The Galaxies, Are Lost In It.

Be Grateful For Whoever Comes, Because Each Has Been Sent As A Guide From Beyond.

Today, Let Us Swim Wildly, Joyously In Gratitude.

This Discipline And Rough Treatment Are A Furnace To Extract The Silver From The Dross. This Testing Purifies The Gold By Boiling The Scum Away.

It Is Certain That An Atom Of Goodness On The Path Of Faith Is Never Lost.