You Left And I Cried

I Do Not Know Who Lives Here In My Chest, Or Why The Smile Comes. I Am Not Myself, More The Bare Green Knob Of A Rose That Lost Every Leaf And Petal To The Morning Wind.

Each Has To Enter The Nest Made By The Other Imperfect Bird.

Walk Out Like Someone Suddenly Born Into Colour. Do It Now.

A Lover In Life Will Be A Lover In Death, A Lover In The Tomb, A Lover In Paradise, A Lover On The Day Of Resurrection.

The Spirit Is So Near That You Can't See It! But Reach For It... Don't Be A Jar, Full Of Water, Whose Rim Is Always Dry. Don't Be The Rider Who Gallops All Night And Never Sees The Horse That Is Beneath Him.