We Are Tasting The Taste

Thankfulness Brings You To The Place Where The Beloved Lives.

Oh You, Unceasing Sun, To Me Your Particles Communicate The Luminous Essence Of God, Are You Our God? I Do Not Know. Intoxicated, I Say Nought, Bewitched By The Magic Potion. I Cannot Differentiate Between My Drunk And Sober State.

Sorrows Are The Rags Of Old Clothes And Jackets That Serve To Cover, And Then Are Taken Off. That Undressing, And The Beautiful Naked Body Underneath, Is The Sweetness That Comes After Grief.

A Secret Freedom Opens Through A Crevice You Can Barely See.

You And I Have Spoken All These Words, But For The Way We Have To Go,words Are No Preparation. I Have One Small Drop Of Knowing In My Soul. Let It Dissolve In Your Ocean