Your Fear Of Death Is

Say Not, I Have Found The Path Of The Soul Say Rather, I Have Met The Soul Walking Upon My Path.

Everyone Has Experienced That Truth: That Love, Like A Running Brook, Is Disregarded, Taken For Granted; But When The Brook Freezes Over, Then People Begin To Remember How It Was When It Ran, And They Want It To Run Again.

Say Not, 'i Have Found The Truth,' But Rather, 'i Have Found A Truth.' Say Not, ' I Have Found The Path Of The Soul.' Say Rather, 'i Have Met The Soul Walking Upon My Path.' For The Soul Walks Upon All Paths. The Soul Walks Not Upon A Line, Neither Does It Grow Like A Reed. The Soul Unfolds Itself, Like A Lotus Of Countless Petals.

For Life And Death Are One, Even As The River And The Sea Are One.

Now Let Us Play Hide And Seek. Should You Hide In My Heart It Would Not Be Difficult To Find You. But Should You Hide Behind Your Own Shell, Then It Would Be Useless For Anyone To Seek You.