The Spirit of Truth

There is not a world left
that could lead the way in the darkness of your own presence,
and blessed are you
if you are only a period at the end of a sentence
that is falling into the dot of its beginning.

The essence is the same,
only the miseries are different.

It would be enough
to touch each other
with our essence
and all the darkness of this world
would disappear.

When your thought no longer captures your image,
like a fisherman catches a fish in his net,
it is over.

If you have not divided it into two and three,
the image will divide you into two and three
without your eye forever.

You are a spirit in the form of a human
who blows where he wants to.

Blessed are you
if you stop your step in compassion,
so that the human can walk through the spirit of his image
to where he is at home.

Only he who is not,
yet lives,
emerges from the world of contradiction
into the world of harmony
and is here and now
as if he had been forever.

Do not do what is wrong,
not in front of others,
but in front of yourself,
and you will have the power of spirit.

Do not claim ownership over your life,
so that everyone will not all be a stranger in your field,
because when they have a place to go to,
they will leave,
and then what will you do?