Don't Insist On Going Where You Think

A Lover Knows Only Humility, He Has No Choice. He Steals Into Your Alley At Night, He Has No Choice. He Longs To Kiss Every Lock Of Your Hair, Don't Fret, He Has No Choice. In His Frenzied Love For You, He Longs To Break The Chains Of His Imprisonment, He Has No Choice.

When You Lose All Sense Of Self The Bonds Of A Thousands Chains Will Vanish. Lose Yourself Completely, Return To The Root Of The Root Of Your Own Soul.

Don’t Knock On Any Random Door Like A Beggar. Reach Your Long Hand Out To Another Door, Beyond Where You Go On The Street, The Street Where Everyone Says, "how Are You?" And No One Says How Aren’t You?

We Began As Mineral. We Emerged Into Plant Life, And Into The Animal State, And Then Into Being Human, And Always We Have Forgotten Our Former States, Except In Early Spring When We Slightly Recall Being Green Again.

The Interpretation That Makes You Ardent And Hopeful And Active And Reverent Is The True One.