I Have Been A Seeker And I

Sit, Be Still, And Listen, Because You're Drunk And We're At The Edge Of The Roof.

I Am So Close, I May Look Distant.

This Place Is A Dream. Only A Sleeper Considers It Real. Then Death Comes Like Dawn, And You Wake Up Laughing At What You Thought Was Your Grief.

Hungry, You're A Dog, Angry And Bad-natured. Having Eaten Your Fill, You Become A Carcass; You Lie Down Like A Wall, Senseless. At One Time A Dog, At Another Time A Carcass, How Will You Run With Lions, Or Follow The Saints?

The Real Beloved Is That One Who Is Unique, Who Is Your Beginning And Your End.