It Is Certain That An Atom Of

The Dark Thought, The Shame, The Malice, Meet Them At The Door Laughing, And Invite Them In.

Open Your Hands If You Want To Be Held.

Don't Grieve. Anything You Lose Comes Round In Another Form.

This Is Love: To Fly Toward A Secret Sky, To Cause A Hundred Veils To Fall Each Moment. First To Let Go Of Life. Finally, To Take A Step Without Feet.

And You? When Will You Begin That Long Journey Into Yourself?