But Listen To Me. For One Moment

There Is A Candle In Your Heart, Ready To Be Kindled. There Is A Void In Your Soul, Ready To Be Filled. You Feel It, Don't You?

The Life Of This World Is Nothing But The Harmony Of Opposites

When Someone Is Counting Out Gold For You, Don't Look At Your Hands, Or The Gold. Look At The Giver.

Your Body Is Away From Me, But There Is A Window Open From My Heart To Yours.

Listen To Presences Inside Poems, Let Them Take You Where They Will. Follow Those Private Hints, And Never Leave The Premises.