I Said, O Love, Tell Me This:

The Heart Is Cooking A Pot Of Food For You. Be Patient Until It Is Cooked

That's How You Came Here, Like A Star Without A Name. Move Across The Night Sky With Those Anonymous Lights.

Love Is An Emerald. Its Brilliant Light Wards Off Dragons On This Treacherous Path.

Deep In The Heart Every Mystery Of Spirit Is Hidden.

There Is An Unseen Sweetness In The Stomach’s Emptiness. We Are Lutes. When The Sound Box Is Filled, No Music Can Come Forth. When The Brain And The Belly Burn From Fasting, Every Moment A New Song Rises Out Of The Fire. The Mists Clear, And A New Vitality Makes You Spring Up The Steps Before You . . .