Love Is A River. Drink From It.

I Have Blossomed So Much, I Am The Envy Of The Gardens.

Flowers Open Every Night Across The Sky, A Breathing Peace, And Sudden Flame Catching.

Stay In The Spiritual Fire. Let It Cook You.

Flattery's Fire Is Hidden. Its Sweet Taste Is Apparent, But The Smoke Is Bound To Come Out At Last.

Love Is What Gives Joy To Giving Joy.