What Draws Friends Together Does Not Conform

Be Silent. That Heart Speaks Without Tongue Or Lips.

In The Garden I See Only Your Face From Trees And Blossoms I Inhale Only Your Fragrance.

On The Way There Is No Harder Pass Than This: Fortunate Is He Who Does Not Carry Envy As A Companion.

I Turn All Thorn Then, But You Come Back Again And Make My Thorniness Fragrant And Pink And Petaled.

I Have No Fear To Burn My Mouth And Throat I’m Ready To Drink Every Flame And More.