Now I Am Sober And There's Only

Your Thoughts Are A Veil On The Face Of The Moon. That Moon Is Your Heart, And Those Thoughts Cover Your Heart. So Let Them Go, Just Let Them Fall Into The Water.

The Ripe Fignow That You Live Here In My Chest,anywhere We Sit Is A Mountaintop.and Those Other Images,which Have Enchanted Peoplelike Porcelain Dolls From China,which Have Made Men And Women Weepfor Centuries, Even Those Have Changed Now.what Used To Be Pain Is A Lovely Benchwhere We Can Rest Under The Roses.a Left Hand Has Become A Right.a Dark Wall, A Window.a Cushion In A Shoe Heel,the Leader Of The Community!now Silence. What We Sayis Poison To Someand Nourishing To Others.what We Say Is A Ripe Fig,but Not Every Bird That Flieseats Figs.

Soul Of All Souls, Life Of All Life - You Are That. Seen And Unseen, Moving And Unmoving - You Are That. The Road That Leads To The City Is Endless; Go Without Head And Feet And You'll Already Be There. What Else Could You Be? - You Are That.

Without Love, All Worship Is A Burden, All Dancing Is A Chore, All Music Is Mere Noise.

There Is A Path From Me To You That I Am Constantly Looking For.