Love Is A Madman, Working His Wild

In Truth Everything And Everyone Is A Shadow Of The Beloved, And Our Seeking Is His Seeking And Our Words Are His Words... We Search For Him Here And There, While Looking Right At Him. Sitting By His Side, We Ask: 'o Beloved, Where Is The Beloved?'

Keep Digging Your Well. Water Is There Somewhere.

Even When You Tear Its Petals Off One After Another, The Rose Keeps Laughing And Doesn’t Bend In Pain. “why Should I Be Afflicted Because Of A Thorn? It Is The Thorn Which Taught Me How To Laugh.” Whatever You Lost Through Fate, Be Certain That It Saved You From Pain.

You're Water. We're The Millstone. You're Wind. We're Dust Blown Up Into Shapes. You're Spirit. We're The Opening And Closing Of Our Hands. You're The Clarity. We're The Language That Tries To Say It. You're Joy. We're All The Different Kinds Of Laughing.

Yesterday Was Glory And Joy. Today, A Blackened Burn Everywhere. On The Record Of My Life, These Two Days Will Be Put Down As One