If you put on shoes that are too tight and walk out across an empty plain, you will not feel the freedom of the place unless you take off your shoes. Your shoe-constriction has you confined. At night before sleeping you take off the tight shoes, and your soul releases into a place it knows. Dreams glide deeper.

I am neither of the East nor of the West, no boundaries exist within my breast.

Your heart is the size of an ocean. Go find yourself in its hidden depths.

Your name is upon my tongue your image is in my sight your memory is in my heart where can I send these words that I write ?

Love is not written on paper, for paper can be erased. Nor is it etched on stone, for stone can be broken. But it is inscribed on a heart and there it shall remain forever.

God picks up the reed-flute world and blows. Each note is a need coming through one of us, a passion, a longing pain. Remember the lips where the wind-breath originated, and let your note be clear. Don't try to end it. Be your note.

And patience flees my heart, And reason flees my mind. Oh, how drunk can I get to be, Without your love's security?