To Love Is Human. To Feel Pain

Love And Lover Live In Eternity. Other Desires Are Substitutes For That Way Of Being.

Without You The Instruments Would Die. One Sits Close Beside You. Another Takes A Long Kiss. The Tambourine Begs, Touch My Skin So I Can Be Myself. Let Me Feel You Enter Each Limb Bone By Bone, That What Died Last Night Can Be Whole Today. Why Live Some Soberer Way, And Feel You Ebbing Out? I Won't Do It. Either Give Me Enough Wine Or Leave Me Alone, Now That I Know How It Is To Be With You In Constant Conversation.

The Same Wind That Uproots Trees Makes The Grass Shine. The Lordly Wind Loves The Weakness And The Lowness Of Grasses. Never Brag Of Being Strong. The Axe Doesn't Worry How Thick The Branches Are. It Cuts Them To Pieces. But Not The Leaves. It Leaves The Leaves Alone.

The Body Itself Is To Reveal The Light That's Blazing Inside Your Presence.

No Better Love Than Love With No Objective, No More Satisfying Work Than Work With No Purpose. If You Could Give Up Tricks And Cleverness, That Would Be The Cleverest Trick!