I Said, O Love, Tell Me This:

Earth Tries To Work Sorcery On Us, Saying Tomorrow, Tomorrow, But We Outwit That Spell By Enjoying This Now.

There Is One Way Of Breathing That Is Shameful And Constricted. Then, There's Another Way: A Breath Of Love That Takes You All The Way To Infinity.

Be Like A Tree And Let The Dead Leaves Drop.

This That Is Tormented And Very Tired, Tortured With Restraints Like A Madman, This Heart.

You Cannot Learn About Love, Love Appears On The Wings Of Grace.