No Sickness Worse Than Imagining Thyself To

I Am In Love With Love And Love Is In Love With Me. My Body Is In Love With The Soul And The Soul Is In Love With My Body. I Opened My Arms To Love And Love Embraced Me Like A Lover.

I Am Smiling At Myself Today There's No Wish Left In This Heart Or Perhaps There Is No Heart Left Free From All Desire I Sit Quietly Like Earth My Silent Cry Echoes Like Thunder Throughout The Universe I Am Not Worried About It I Know It Will Be Heard By No One Except Me.

We Are Born Of Love. Love Is Our Mother.

Why Should I Be Weary When Every Cell Of My Body Is Bursting With Life?

We Are The Mirror, As Well As The Face In It. We Are Tasting The Taste Of Eternity This Minute. We Are Pain And What Cures Pain. We Are The Sweet Cold Water And The Jar That Pours. Soul Of The World, No Life, Nor World Remain, No Beautiful Women And Men Longing. Only This Ancient Love Circling The Holy Black Stone Of Nothing. Where The Lover Is The Loved, The Horizon And Everything Within It.