What Is The Mirror Of Being? Non-being.

Your Earthly Lover Can Be Charming And Coquettish But Never Very Faithful. The True Lover Is The One Who On Your Final Day Opens A Thousand Doors.

What Hurts The Soul? To Live Without Tasting The Water Of Its Own Essence.

Those Loves Which Are For The Sake Of A Colour Are Not Love. In The End They Are A Disgrace.

You Soak Up My Soul And Mingle Me. Each Drop Of My Blood Cries Out To The Earth. We Are Partners, Blended As One.

Listen, O Drop, Give Yourself Up Without Regret, And In Exchange Gain The Ocean.