Daylight, full of small dancing particles and the one great turning, our souls are dancing with you, without feet, they dance. Can you see them when I whisper in your ear? All day and night, music, a quiet, bright reedsong. If it fades, we fade.

I honor those who try to rid themselves of any lying, who empty the self and have only clear being there.

I want your sun to reach my raindrops, so your heat can raise my soul upward like a cloud.

Fall in love in such a way that it frees you from any connecting.

A pen went scribbling along. When it tried to write love, it broke.

Hungry, you're a dog, angry and bad-natured. having eaten your fill, you become a carcass; you lie down like a wall, senseless. At one time a dog, at another time a carcass, how will you run with lions, or follow the saints?

A seeker of Truth looks beyond the apparent and contemplates the hidden.