I Am Your Own Voice Echoing Off

I Don't Want Learning, Or Dignity, Or Respectability. I Want This Music, And This Dawn, And The Warmth Of Your Cheek Against Mine.

Happy Is The Moment We Sit Together, With Two Forms, With Two Faces, Yet One Soul. You And I.

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.

In Real Existence There Is Only Unity.

Every Door Is Another Passage, Another Boundary We Have To Go Beyond.