The Kitchen Of The Body

A Craftsman Pulled A Reed From The Reedbed, Cut Holes In It, And Called It A Human Being. Since Then, It's Been Wailing A Tender Agony Of Parting, Never Mentioning The Skill That Gave It Life As A Flute

Listen With Ears Of Tolerance! See Through The Eyes Of Compassion! Speak With The Language Of Love

I Have One Small Drop Of Knowing In My Soul. Let It Dissolve In Your Ocean.

And He Misses Her Like A Wind Starved Sail He Sits Knowing What Direction To Go But The Current Keeps Pulling Him Down River.

Load The Ship And Set Out. No One Knows For Certain Whether The Vessel Will Sink Or Reach The Harbor. Cautious People Say, 'i'll Do Nothing Until I Can Be Sure.' Merchants Know Better. If You Do Nothing, You Lose. Don't Be One Of Those Merchants Who Wont Risk The Ocean.