What is a tiny insignificant seed that, when Spring arrives, It should not be annihilated for a tree to arrive.

Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing there is a field. I'll meet you there. When the soul lies down in that grass the world is too full to talk about.

A lover knows only humility, he has no choice. He steals into your alley at night, he has no choice. He longs to kiss every lock of your hair, don't fret, he has no choice. In his frenzied love for you, he longs to break the chains of his imprisonment, he has no choice.

Whatever happens, just keep smiling and lose yourself in Love.

Open your hands if you want to be held.

Ground yourself, strip yourself down, To blind loving Silence

Don't you know yet? It is your Light that lights the worlds.