What does this patch-sewing mean you ask? Eating and drinking. The heavy cloak of the body is always getting torn. You patch it with food and other ego-satisfactions.

Words can fertilize space now and then; don't deny yourself becoming enriched.

There's a path from your HEART to mine.

Drink from the presence of saints, not from those other jars.

Move outside the tangle of fear-thinking. Live in silence.

I want to sing like the birds sing, not worrying about who hears or what they think.

Your magnificence has made me a wonder. Your charm has taught me the way of love.