I said, “I just want to know you and then disappear.” She said, “Knowing me does not mean dying.

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

Let lovers be crazy, disgraceful and wild Those who fret about such things Aren’t in love.

I am neither of the East nor of the West, no boundaries exist within my breast.

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

In your light I learn how to love.

This mirror inside me shows. I can’t say what, but I can’t not know. I run from body. I run from spirit. I do not belong anywhere.