Know the true definition of yourself. That is essential. Then, when you know your own definition, flee from it.

I cannot stop asking. If I could taste one sip of an answer, I could break out of this prison for drunks.

In the orchard and rose garden I long to see your face. In the taste of Sweetness I long to kiss your lips. In the shadows of passion I long for your love.

Lovers find secret places inside this violent world where they make transactions with beauty.

If you knew yourself for even one moment, if you could just glimpse your most beautiful face, maybe you wouldn’t slumber so deeply in that house of clay. Why not move into your house of joy and shine into every crevice! For you are the secret Treasure-bearer, and always have been. Didn’t you know?

Are you jealous of the ocean’s generosity? Why would you refuse to give this joy to anyone? Fish don’t hold the sacred liquid in cups! They swim the huge fluid freedom.

My souls sits in silence, and then asks again, where are you in all of this?