Pour out wine till I become a wanderer from myself; for in selfhood and existence I have felt only fatigue.
I want your sun to reach my raindrops, so your heat can raise my soul upward like a cloud.
The source is within you. And this whole world is springing up from it.
Come, even if you have broken your vow one thousand times, come, yet again, come, come.
Lovers find secret places inside this violent world where they make transactions with beauty.
Life s picture is constantly undergoing change. The spirit beholds a new world every moment.