This is not a day for asking questions, not a day on any calendar. This day is conscious of itself. This day is a lover, bread, and gentleness, more manifest than saying can say.
A woman is a mystery to guide a wise and open man.
I become a waterwheel, turning and tasting you, as long as water moves.
On this path let the heart be your guide.
You are dreaming your thirst when the water you want is inside the big vein on your neck.
Don't put blankets over the drum! Open completely. Let your spirit ear listen to the green dome's passionate murmur.