We are as the flute, and the music in us is from thee; we are as the mountain and the echo in us is from thee.

Let the beauty we love be what we do. There are hundreds of ways to kneel and kiss the ground.

You could string a hundred endless days together, My soul would find no comfort from this pain. You laugh at my tale? You may be educated But you haven’t learned to love till you’re insane

From "Wetness and Water" How does a part of the world leave the world? How can wetness leave water? Do not try to put out a fire by throwing on more fire. Do not wash a wound with blood. No matter how fast you run, your shadow more than keeps up. Sometimes it's in front. Only full, overhead sun diminishes your shadow. But that shadow has been serving you. What hurts you blesses you. Darkness is your candle. Your boundaries are your quest.

The water in the stream may have changed many times, but the reflection of the moon and the stars remains the same.

Know then that the body is merely a garment. Go seek the wearer, not the cloak.

The eye goes blind when it only wants to see why.