There is a light seed grain inside. You fill it with yourself, or it dies.
I have no name for what circles so perfectly.
Flattery's fire is hidden. Its sweet taste is apparent, but the smoke is bound to come out at last.
You show your worth by what you seek.
You are the drop,and the ocean you are kindness,you are anger, you are sweetness,you are poison. Do not make me more disheartened. you are the chamber of the sun, you are the abode of venus, you are the garden of all hope. Oh, Beloved, let me enter.
Why am I seeking? I am the same as he. His essence speaks through me. I have been looking for myself