Water, Stories, The Body, All The Things

The Wine Of This Fleeting World Caused Your Head To Ache.

Love Asks Us To Enjoy Our Life For Nothing Good Can Come Of Death. Who Is Alive? I Ask. Those Who Are Born Of Love. Seek Us In Love Itself, Seek Love In Us Ourselves. Sometimes I Venerate Love, Sometimes It Venerates Me.

All Language Is A Longing For Home.

Walk Patiently Through This Troubled World, And You Will Find Great Treasure. Even Though Your House May Be Small, Look Within It!

Love Cannot Be Described. It Must Be Tasted.