There is my body, in it an ocean formed of his glory, all the creation, all the universes, all the galaxies, are lost in it.

Love is a madman, working his wild schemes, tearing off his clothes, running through the mountains...

I once had a thousand desires. But in my one desire to know you all else melted away.

Be patient, even if every possibility seems closed.

When I die, I shall soar with angels, and when I die to the angels, what I shall become you cannot imagine.

Suddenly the drunken sweetheart appeared out of my door. She drank a cup of ruby wine and sat by my side. Seeing and holding the lockets of her hair My face became all eyes, and my eyes all hands.

Happy, not from anything that happens. Warm, not from fire or a hot bath. Light, I register zero on a scale.