Counterfeiters Exist Because There Is

Since Love Has Made Ruins Of My Heart The Sun Must Come And Illumine Them. Such Generosity Has Broken Me With Shame.

In Silence There Is Eloquence. Stop Weaving And See How The Pattern Improves.

You Dance Inside My Chest, Where No One Sees You.

We Can't Help Being Thirsty, Moving Toward The Voice Of Water. Milk Drinkers Draw Close To The Mother. Muslims, Christians, Jews, Buddhists, Hindus, Shamans, Everyone Hears The Intelligent Sound And Moves With Thirst To Meet It.

Soul, If You Want To Learn Secrets,
 Your Heart Must Forget About Shame
 And Dignity. You Are God's Lover,
 Yet You Worry What People Are Saying.