Dancing Is When You Rise Above Both

At Night, I Open The Window And Ask The Moon To Come And Press Its Face Against Mine. Breathe Into Me. Close The Language-door And Open The Love-window. The Moon Won't Use The Door, Only The Window.

This Discipline And Rough Treatment Are A Furnace To Extract The Silver From The Dross. This Testing Purifies The Gold By Boiling The Scum Away.

Whatever Lifts The Corners Of Your Mouth, Trust That

Everything Has To Do With Loving And Not Loving.

Quit Acting Like A Wolf, And Feel The Shepherd's Love Filling You.