Wings Of Love Long Only

All Language Is A Longing For Home.

No Mirror Ever Became Iron Again; No Bread Ever Became Wheat; No Ripened Grape Ever Became Sour Fruit. Mature Yourself And Be Secure From A Change For The Worse. Become The Light.

Keep Silence, Be Mute. If You Have Not Yet Become The Tongue Of God, Be An Ear!

Love Is The Vital Core Of The Soul. And Of All You See, Only Love Is Infinite.

A Wealth You Cannot Imagine Flows Through You. Do Not Consider What Strangers Say. Be Secluded In Your Secret Heart-house, That Bowl Of Silence.