The beauty of the heart is the lasting beauty: its lips give to drink of the water of life. Truly it is the water, that which pours, and the one…

In the orchard and rose garden I long to see your face. In the taste of Sweetness I long to kiss your lips. In the shadows of passion I long…

Is it your facethat adorns the garden? Is it your fragrancethat intoxicates this garden? Is it your spiritthat has made this brooka river of wine? Hundreds have looked for youand…

O incomparable Giver of life, cut reason loose at last! Let it wander grey-eyed from vanity to vanity. Shatter open my skull, pour in it the wine of madness! Let…

The sky was litby the splendor of the moon So powerfulI fell to the ground Your lovehas made me sure I am ready to forsakethis worldly lifeand surrenderto the magnificenceof…

Praise to the emptiness that blanks out existence. Existence:This place made from our love for that emptiness! Yet somehow comes emptiness,this existence goes. Praise to that happening, over and over!For…

I’m drenchedin the floodwhich has yet to come I’m tied upin the prisonwhich has yet to exist Not having playedthe game of chessI’m already the checkmate Not having tasteda single…

Love is the cure,for your pain will keep giving birth to more painuntil your eyes constantly exhale loveas effortlessly as your body yields its scent.”

These spiritual window-shoppers,      who idly ask, ‘How much is that?’ Oh, I’m just looking.      They handle a hundred items and put them down,      shadows with no capital.        What is spent is love…

At last you have departed and gone to the Unseen.What marvelous route did you take from this world? Beating your wings and feathers,you broke free from this cage.Rising up to…