You soak up my soul and mingle me. Each drop of my blood cries out to the earth. We are partners, blended as one.

You soak up my soul and mingle me. Each drop of my blood cries out to the earth. We are partners, blended as one.

Your task is not to seek for love, but merely to seek and find all the barriers within yourself that you have built against it.

Let the beauty of what you love, be what you do.

Be empty of worrying.
Think of who created thought!

Why do you stay in prison
When the door is so wide open?

If you are irritated by every rub, how will your mirror be polished?