from Sand and Foam
A traveler am I and a navigator,
and every day I discover a new region within my soul.
I am the flame and I am the dry bush,
and one part of me consumes the other part.
A hermit is one who renounces the world of fragments
that he may enjoy the world wholly and without interruption.
Behind every closed door is a mystery sealed with seven seals.
Even the masks of life are masks of deeper mystery.
Inspiration will always sing; inspiration will never explain.
A great singer is he who sings our silences.
If you would possess you must not claim.
Behold here is a paradox;
the deep and high are nearer to one another than the mid-level to either.
Even the most winged spirit cannot escape physical necessity.
