Be like a tree and let the dead leaves drop.

We alchemists look for talent that can heat up and change. Lukewarm won't do. Halfhearted holding back, well-enough getting by? Not here.

Break your pitcher against a rock. We don't need any longer to haul pieces of the ocean around.

May these vows and this marriage be blessed.

To Love is to reach God.

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.

Let the waters settle and you will see the moon and the stars mirrored in your own being.