In the silence between your heartbeat bides a summons. Do you hear it? Name it if you must, or leave it forever nameless, but why pretend it is not there?

Half-heartedne ss doesn't reach into majesty.

All that you think is rain is not. Behind the veil angels sometimes weep.

I am not from east or west not up from the ground or out of the ocean my place is placeless a trace of the traceless I belong to the beloved

We are the mirror - As well as the face in it.

In your beauty, how to make poems.

Put your thoughts to sleep, do not let them cast a shadow over the moon of your heart. Let go of thinking.