A Lover's Life Lies In Death. You

I Belong To The Beloved. Have Seen The Two Worlds As One And That One Call To And Know. ...first, Last, Outer, Inner, Only That Breath Breathing. Human Being.

Silence Is An Ocean. Speech Is A River. When The Ocean Is Searching For You, Don't Walk Into The Language-river. Listen To The Ocean, And Bring Your Talky Business To An End. Traditional Words Are Just Babbling In That Presence, And Babbling Is A Substitute For Sight.

The Lover Is Ever Drunk With Love. He Is Mad. She Is Free. He Sings With Delight. She Dances In Ecstasy. Caught By Our Own Thoughts, We Worry About Everything. But Once We Get Drunk On That Love Whatever Will Be, Will Be.

I Am A Drunkard From Another Kind Of Tavern. I Dance To A Silent Tune. I Am The Symphony Of Stars.

Come Sit With Me! Let Us Drink The Holy Wine Of Happiness.