Only Love Itself Can Explain Love And

Would You Become A Pilgrim On The Road Of Love? The First Condition Is That You Make Yourself Humble As Dust And Ashes.

This Is How It Always Is When I Finish A Poem. A Great Silence Overcomes Me And I Wonder Why I Ever Thought To Use Language.

My Soul Is From Elsewhere, I'm Sure Of That, And I Intend To End Up There.

Why Should I Be Weary When Every Cell Of My Body Is Bursting With Life?

You're Not A Drop In The Ocean. You Are The Entire Ocean In A Drop.