Someone Who Does Not Run

Every Forest Branch Moves Differently In The Breeze, But As They Sway They Connect At The Roots.

Why Should I Stay At The Bottom Of A Well, When A Strong Rope Is In My Hand?

An Eye Is Meant To See Things. The Soul Is Here For Its Own Joy. A Head Has One Use: For Loving A True Love. Feet: To Chase After. Love Is For Vanishing Into The Sky. The Mind, For Learning What Men Have Done And Tried To Do. Mysteries Are Not To Be Solved: The Eye Goes Blind When It Only Wants To See Why. A Lover Is Always Accused Of Something. But When He Finds His Love, Whatever Was Lost In The Looking Comes Back Completely Changed.

Everyone Is Overridden By Thoughts; That's Why They Have So Much Heartache And Sorrow.

Keep Silence, Be Mute. If You Have Not Yet Become The Tongue Of God, Be An Ear!