Passion and desire bind your Heart. Remove the locks. Become a key, become a key . . .

Stars burn clear all night till dawn. Do that yourself, and a spring will rise in the dark with water your deepest thirst is for.

Know that a word suddenly shot from the tongue is like an arrow shot from the bow. Son, that arrow won't turn back on its way; you must damn the torrent at its source.

Give your weakness to one who helps.

My place is placeless, a trace of the traceless.

In your light I learn how to love. In your beauty, how to make poems. You dance inside my chest where no-one sees you, but sometimes I do, and that sight becomes this art.

You must ask for what you really want. / Don't go back to sleep. / The door is round and open. / Don't go back to sleep.