Throw off your tiredness. Let me show you one tiny spot of the beauty that can't be spoken.
Nothing can help me but that beauty. There was a dawn I remember when my soul heard something from your soul. I drank water from your spring and felt the current take me.
Daylight, full of small dancing particles. Can you see them when I whisper in your ear?
If all you can do is crawl, start crawling.
You live in my heart where no one sees you but I do. That vision becomes this art.
The soul has been given its own ears to hear things mind does not understand.