Come, even if you have broken your vow one thousand times, come, yet again, come, come.
There is a field beyond all notions of right and wrong. Come, meet me there.
If words come out of the heart, they will enter the heart.
This that is tormented and very tired, tortured with restraints like a madman, this heart.
My boat strikes something deep. At first sounds of silence, waves. Nothing has happened; Or perhaps everything has happened. and I am sitting in my new life.
You knock at the door of Reality. You shake your thought wings, loosen your shoulders, and open.