Try not to resist the changes that come your way. Instead let life live through you. And do not worry that your life is turning upside down. How do you know that the side you are used to is better than the one to come?
All we really want is love's confusing joy.
Actually, your soul and mine are the same. We appear and disappear with each other.
Every bird will follow it's specie.
Love is the soul's light, the taste of morning, no me, no we, no claim of being.
The meaning of poetry has no sureness of direction; is like the sling, it is not under control.