What Is The Mirror Of Being? Non-being.

I Want Your Sun To Reach My Raindrops, So Your Heat Can Raise My Soul Upward Like A Cloud.

To Find The Beloved, You Must Become The Beloved.

Rise Up Nimbly And Go On Your Strange Journey To The Ocean Of Meanings.... Leave And Don't Look Away From The Sun As You Go, In Whose Light You're Sometimes Crescent, Sometimes Full.

The Same Wind That Uproots Trees Makes The Grass Shine. The Lordly Wind Loves The Weakness And The Lowness Of Grasses. Never Brag Of Being Strong. The Axe Doesn't Worry How Thick The Branches Are. It Cuts Them To Pieces. But Not The Leaves. It Leaves The Leaves Alone.

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