This Poetry. I Never Know What I'm

The Waterwheel Accepts Water And Turns And Gives It Away, Weeping.

In Fact, My Soul And Yours Are The Same, You Appear In Me, I In You.

This Is Love: To Fly Toward A Secret Sky

Passion And Desire Bind Your Heart. Remove The Locks. Become A Key, Become A Key . . .

If You Love Someone, You Are Always Joined With Them--in Joy, In Absence, In Solitude, In Strife.