I said, โI just want to know you and then disappear.โ She said, โKnowing me does not mean dying.
I hear a drum in my soul's ear coming from the depth of the stars.
Inside of us, there's a continual autumn. Our leaves fall and are blown out over the water.
This silence, this moment, every moment, If it's genuinely inside you, brings what you need.
I want a heart which is split, part by part, because of the pain of separation from God, so that I might explain my longing and complaint to it.
The soul has been given its own ears to hear things mind does not understand.