Watch for all that beauty reflecting from you and sing a love song to your existence.
Rise up nimbly and go on your strange journey to the ocean of meanings.... Leave and don't look away from the sun as you go, in whose light you're sometimes crescent, sometimes full.
He has afflicted you from every direction in order to pull you back to the directionless.
Love’s secret is always lifting its head out from under the covers, “Here I am!”
You have mourned over others; now sit down for a while and weep over your own self.
Kindle in thy heart the flame of love.