Where Lowland Is, That's Where Water Goes.

What Is The Mirror Of Being? Non-being. Bring Non-being As Your Gift, If You Are Not A Fool.

Listen To Presences Inside Poems, Let Them Take You Where They Will. Follow Those Private Hints, And Never Leave The Premises.

Oh! Joy For He Who Has Escaped From This World Of Perfumes And Color! For Beyond These Colors And These Perfumes, These Are Other Colors In The Heart And The Soul.

I Was A Tiny Bug. Now A Mountain. I Was Left Behind. Now Honored At The Head. You Healed My Wounded Hunger And Anger, And Made Me A Poet Who Sings About Joy.

Love Is The House Of God And You Are Living In That House.