Truth lifts the heart, like water refreshes thirst.
I grow silent. Dear soul, you speak.
When you feel a peaceful joy, that's when you are near truth.
You are the mirror of divine beauty.
How should Spring bring forth a garden on hard stone? Become earth, that you may grow flowers of many colors. For you have been heart-breaking rock. Once, for the sake of experiment, be earth!
In your light I learn how to love. In your beauty, how to make poems. You dance inside my chest where no-one sees you, but sometimes I do, and that sight becomes this art.