“At the end of my life, with just one breath left, if you come, I’ll sit up and sing.”

“You are the Essence of the Essence,The intoxication of Love.I long to sing Your Praisesbut stand mutewith the agony of wishing in my heart !”

“There’s a morning when presence comes over your soul. You sing like a rooster in your earth-colored shape. Your heart hears and, no longer frantic, begins to dance.”

“All day I think about it, then at night I say it.Where did I come from, and what am I supposed to be doing?I have no idea.My soul is from elsewhere, I’m sure of that,and I intend to end up there. Who looks out with my eyes? What is the soul?I cannot stop asking.If I could taste one sip of an answer,I could break out of this prison for drunks.I didn’t come here of my own accord, and I can’t leave that way.Whoever brought me here, will have to take me home.”

“I am smiling at myself todayThere's no wish left in this heartOr perhaps there is no heart left Free from all desireI sit quietly like EarthMy silent cry echoes like thunder Throughout the universe I am not worried about itI know it will be heard by no oneExcept me.”

“Very little grows on jagged rock. Be ground. Be crumbled, so wildflowers will come up where you are.”

“You left ground and sky weeping,mind and soul full of grief.No one can take your place in existence,or in absence. Both mourn, the angels, the prophets,and this sadness I feel has taken from methe taste of language, so that I cannot saythe flavor of my being apart.”