I Said, O Love, Tell Me This:

Have You Ever Gotten Breathless Before From A Beautiful Face, For I See You There, My Dear.

Bitter Your Acts, Bitter Am I, Kindness Your Deeds, Kindness Am I, Pleasant And Gentle, So You Are, Fine Honeyed Lips And Sweet Talker.

This Is How I Would Die Into The Love I Have For You: As Pieces Of Cloud Dissolve In Sunlight.

Be Empty Of Worrying. Think Of Who Created Thought! Why Do You Stay In Prison When The Door Is So Wide Open?

Out Beyond Ideas Of Wrongdoing And Rightdoing There Is A Field. I'll Meet You There. When The Soul Lies Down In That Grass The World Is Too Full To Talk About.