What A Joy, To Travel The Way

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

Who Says The Eternal Being Does Not Exist? Who Says The Sun Has Gone Out? Someone Who Climbs Up On The Roof And Closes His Eyes Tight, And Says, I Don't See Anything.

Now Be Silent. Let The One Who Creates The Words Speak. He Made The Door. He Made The Lock. He Also Made The Key.

Let A Thousand Wrangling Desires Become One Love.

There's Hidden Sweetness In The Stomach's Emptiness.