Light will someday split you open

Grieve not; though the journey of life be bitter, and the end unseen, there is no road which does not lead to an end.

The earth has disappeared beneath my feet, It fled from all my ecstasy. Now like a singing air creature I feel the rose keep opening.

This place where you are right now, God circled on a map for you.

The world is like an eye, a beard, a spot of beauty and eyebrow, Where each thing is neatly in place.

The only friends who are free from cares are the goblet of wine and a book. Give me wine...that I may for a time forget the cares of the world.

Now is the time to know that all that you do is sacred.