Try Something Different. Surrender.

Lovers Move Like Lightning And Wind. No Contest. Theologians Mumble, Rumble-dumble, Necessity And Free Will, While Lover And Beloved Pull Themselves Into Each Other.

Listen, Open A Window To God And Begin To Delight Yourself By Gazing Upon Him Through The Opening.

What Was Said To The Rose That Made It Open, Was Said To Me, Here In My Chest.

You Left Ground And Sky Weeping, Mind And Soul Full Of Grief. No One Can Take Your Place In Existence Or In Absence.

I Should Sell My Tongue And Buy A Thousand Ears When That One Steps Near And Begins To Speak.