With Every Breath, I Plant The Seeds

I Can Sense Your Presence In My Heart Although You Belong To All The World.

A Man Or A Woman Is Said To Be Absorbed When The Water Has Total Control Of Him, And He No Control Of The Water. A Swimmer Moves Around Willfully. An Absorbed Being Has No Will But The Water's Going. Any Word Or Act Is Not Really Personal, But The Way The Water Has Of Speaking Or Doing. As When You Hear A Voice Coming Out Of A Wall, And You Know That It's Not The Wall Talking, But Someone Inside, Or Perhaps Someone Outside Echoing Off The Wall. Saints Are Like That. They've Achieved The Condition Of A Wall, Or A Door.

Be A Lamp, Or A Lifeboat, Or A Ladder. Help Someone's Soul Heal. Walk Out Of Your House Like A Shepherd.

In Your Light I Learn How To Love. In Your Beauty, How To Make Poems. You Dance Inside My Chest Where No-one Sees You, But Sometimes I Do, And That Sight Becomes This Art.

Are You Jealous Of The Ocean’s Generosity? Why Would You Refuse To Give This Joy To Anyone? Fish Don’t Hold The Sacred Liquid In Cups! They Swim The Huge Fluid Freedom.