O tongue you are an endless treasure. O tongue, you are also an endless disease.
Become the sky. Take an axe to the prison wall. Escape.
Every leaf that grows will tell you: what you sow will bear fruit, so if you have any sense my friend, don't plant anything but Love.
We must die to become true human beings.
I have one small drop of knowing in my soul. Let it dissolve in your ocean.
With every breath, I plant the seeds of devotion, I am a farmer of the heart.