My Head Is Bursting With The Joy

Those With Open Hearts Always Have Open Hands.

Knowing That Conscious Decisions And Personal Memory Are Much Too Small A Place To Live, Every Human Being Streams At Night Into The Loving Nowhere, Or During The Day, In Some Absorbing Work.

Oh! Joy For He Who Has Escaped From This World Of Perfumes And Color! For Beyond These Colors And These Perfumes, These Are Other Colors In The Heart And The Soul.

Everything In The Universe Is A Pitcher Brimming With Wisdom And Beauty.

Your Eyelashes Will Write On My Heart The Poem That Could Never Come From The Pen Of A Poet.