When Inward Tenderness Finds The Secret Hurt,

Love Is A Mirror. In It You See Nothing Except Your Reflection. You See Nothing Except Your Real Face.

I Want To Sing Like The Birds Sing, Not Worrying About Who Hears Or What They Think.

Your Radiance Shines In Every Atom Of Creation Yet Our Petty Desires Keep It Hidden.

We Can't Find The Truth Listening To Our Own Voice's Echo. We Can Find Ourselves Only In Someone's Mirror

We Gather At Night To Celebrate Being Human. Sometimes We Call Out Low To The Tambourine. Fish Drink The Sea, But The Sea Does Not Get Smaller! We Eat The Clouds And Evening Light. We Are Slaves Tasting The Royal Wine.