Her hair... soft and rich...
Her voice... liquid...
Her eyes... bewitching...
My sleep filled with restless dreams...
My wakefulness with longings.


Be like a running brook... which deaf, yet sings its melodies for others to hear..
Feel the pain of too much tenderness...
Awake at dawn with a winged heart...
And give thanks for yet another day of loving...
Empty yourself and yet be filled...
And know you are in love.