Paradise Is Surrounded By What We Dislike;

My Boat Strikes Something Deep. At First Sounds Of Silence, Waves. Nothing Has Happened; Or Perhaps Everything Has Happened. And I Am Sitting In My New Life.

Look Carefully Around You And Recognize The Luminosity Of Souls. Sit Beside Those Who Draw You To That.

When You Reach The Bottom Of The Well Of Your Own Nature, Then You Will Know That The Vileness Was From Yourself.

At Night, I Open The Window And Ask The Moon To Come And Press Its Face Against Mine. Breathe Into Me. Close The Language-door And Open The Love-window. The Moon Won't Use The Door, Only The Window.

Disharmony Prevails When You Confuse Lust With Love, While The Distance Between The Two Is Endless!