Purify your eyes, and see the pure world. Your life will fill with radiant forms.
I don't want learning, or dignity, or respectability. I want this music, and this dawn, and the warmth of your cheek against mine.
Love is the reality, and poetry is the drum.
You think the shadow is the substance.
Raise your words, not voice. It is rain that grows flowers, not thunder.
When you seek Love with all your Heart, you shall find its echoes in the universe.