Ignore Those That Make You

In Your Light I Learn How To Love. In Your Beauty, How To Make Poems. You Dance Inside My Chest Where No-one Sees You, But Sometimes I Do, And That Sight Becomes This Art.

Last Night My Teacher Taught Me The Lesson Of Poverty: Having Nothing And Wanting Nothing.

My Words Are Like A Ship, And The Sea Is Their Meaning. Come To Me And I Will Take You To The Depths Of Spirit.

Whenever They Rebuild An Old Building, They Must First Of All Destroy The Old One.

Whoever Has Heart's Doors Wide Open, Could See The Sun Itself In Every Atom.