Earth tries to work sorcery on us, saying Tomorrow, Tomorrow, but we outwit that spell by enjoying this now.

Are you jealous of the ocean’s generosity? Why would you refuse to give this joy to anyone? Fish don’t hold the sacred liquid in cups! They swim the huge fluid freedom.

And he misses her Like a wind starved sail He sits knowing what direction to go But the current keeps pulling him Down river.

All religions, all this singing, one song. The differences are just illusion and vanity. The sun’s light looks a little different on this wall than it does on that wall, and a lot different on this other one, but it’s still one light.

Seek passion, seek passion, seek passion!

Who gets up early to discover the moment light begins?

Travelers, it is late. Life's sun is going to set. During these brief days that you have strength, be quick and spare no effort of your wings