I am a drunkard from another kind of tavern. I dance to a silent tune. I am the symphony of stars.
This silence, this moment, every moment, If it's genuinely inside you, brings what you need.
Pale sunlight, pale the wall. Love moves away. The light changes I need more grace than I thought.
If you are looking for a friend who is faultless, you will be friendless.
The wound is the place where the Light enters you.
Idle man, chases after fairy tales.