You Are Not One You

I Open And Fill With Love And What Is Not Love ... Evaporates!

A Strange Passion Is Moving In My Head My Heart Has Become A Bird Which Searches In The Sky. Every Part Of Me Goes In Different Directions. Is It Really So That The One I Love Is Everywhere?

Whatever Happens, Just Keep Smiling And Lose Yourself In Love.

Knowing That Conscious Decisions And Personal Memory Are Much Too Small A Place To Live, Every Human Being Streams At Night Into The Loving Nowhere, Or During The Day, In Some Absorbing Work.

Stop, Open Up, Surrender The Beloved Blind Silence. Stay There Until You See You're Looking At The Light With Infinite Eyes.