Live At The Empty Heart

We Come Spinning Out Of Nothingness, Scattering Stars Like Dust.

This Is How It Always Is When I Finish A Poem. A Great Silence Overcomes Me And I Wonder Why I Ever Thought To Use Language.

I Smile Like A Flower Not Only With My Lips But With My Whole Being.

Passion Is Present When A Man Can Distinguish Between The Wine And The Container. Two Men See A Loaf Of Bread. One Hasn't Eaten Anything For Ten Days. The Other Has Eaten Five Times A Day, Every Day. He Sees The Shape Of The Loaf. The Other Man With His Urgent Need Sees Inside Into The Taste, And Into The Nourishment The Bread Could Give. Be That Hungry, To See Within All Beings The Friend.

Spirit, Find Your Way, In Seeking Lowness Like A Stream.