Is It Really So That

Tree Limbs Rise And Fall Like The Ecstatic Arms Of Those Who Have Submitted To The Mystical Life. Leaf Sounds Talk Together Like Poets Making Fresh Metaphors.

If Thou Has Not Seen The Devil, Look At Thine Own Self.

Lovers Move Like Lightning And Wind. No Contest. Theologians Mumble, Rumble-dumble, Necessity And Free Will, While Lover And Beloved Pull Themselves Into Each Other.

Someone Who Goes With A Half A Loaf Of Bread To A Small Place That Fits Like A Nest Around Him, Someone Who Wants No More, Who Is Not Himself Longed For By Anyone Else. He Is A Letter To Everyone. You Open It. It Says, Live.

Try Not To Resist The Changes That Come Your Way. Instead Let Life Live Through You. And Do Not Worry That Your Life Is Turning Upside Down. How Do You Know That The Side You Are Used To Is Better Than The One To Come?