Friendship Of The Wise Is

Your Mind, This Globe Of Awareness, Is A Starry Universe. When You Push Off With Your Foot, A Thousand New Roads Become Clear.

Enough Of These Phrases, Conceit And Metaphors, I Want Burning, Burning, Burning.

Lovers Are Patient And Know That The Moon Needs Time To Become Full.

Now Even The Heavens Are Thankful That Because Of Love I Have Become The Giver Of Light.

The Cure For Pain Is In The Pain. Good And Bad Are Mixed. If You Don't Have Both, You Don't Belong With Us.