When The Ocean Surges, Don't Let Me

Every Need Brings What's Needed. Pain Bears Its Cure Like A Child. Having Nothing Produces Provisions. Ask A Difficult Question, And The Marvelous Answer Appears.

There Is An Unseen Sweetness In The Stomach’s Emptiness. We Are Lutes. When The Sound Box Is Filled, No Music Can Come Forth. When The Brain And The Belly Burn From Fasting, Every Moment A New Song Rises Out Of The Fire. The Mists Clear, And A New Vitality Makes You Spring Up The Steps Before You . . .

Even Though You Tie A Hundred Knots, The String Remains One.

Love Is The Way Messengers From The Mystery Tell Us Things

The Wailing Of Broken Hearts Is The Doorway To God.