The Gifts Of Lovers To One Another

There Are Many Ways To The Divine. I Have Chosen The Ways Of Song, Dance, And Laughter.

Be A Spot Of Ground Where Nothing Is Growing, Where Something Might Be Planted, A Seed, Possibly, From The Absolute.

When The Rose Is Gone And The Garden Faded You Will No Longer Hear The Nightingale's Song. The Beloved Is All; The Lover Just A Veil. The Beloved Is Living; The Lover A Dead Thing. If Love Withholds Its Strengthening Care, The Lover Is Left Like A Bird Without Care, The Lover Is Left Like A Bird Without Wings. How Will I Be Awake And Aware If The Light Of The Beloved Is Absent? Love Wills That This Word Be Brought Forth.

You Are Dreaming Your Thirst When The Water You Want Is Inside The Big Vein On Your Neck.

Be Motivated Like The Falcon, Hunt Gloriously. Be Magnificent As The Leopard, Fight To Win. Spend Less Time With Nightingales And Peacocks. One Is All Talk, The Other Only Color.