You are the Essence of the Essence, The intoxication of Love. I long to sing Your Praises but stand mute with the agony of wishing in my heart !
I lost my hat while gazing at the moon, and then I lost my mind.
Whoever travels without a guide, needs two hundred years for a two-day journey.
The meaning of poetry has no sureness of direction; is like the sling, it is not under control.
Move outside the tangle of fear-thinking. Live in silence.
Your longing for ME is my message to you, All your attempts to reach ME, Are in reality MY attempts to reach you.