SAND AND FOAM(first part)
on of it the very wine.
You drink you may be intoxicated; and I drink t it may sober me from t other wine.
y I resign myself to its emptiness; but s half-fullness.
ty of t in in o you.
tand en not to o w say.
I say is meaningless; but I say it so t ther half may reach you.
A sense of ion.
My loneliness ive faults and blamed my silent virtues.
find a singer to sing so speak her mind.
A truto be knoo be uttered sometimes.
t; talkative.
t reac let us talk t feel lonely.
alk thing; when one woman speaks she reveals all of life.
Frogs may bello t drag t turn t make shoes.
Only talkative.
If er s;Spring is in my ,quot; wer?
Every seed is a longing.
Should you really open your eyes and see, you would behold your image in all images.
And sen, you would hear your own voice in all voices.
It takes to discover truto utter it and one to understand it.
t our dept.
Many a doctrine is like a rut but it divides us from truth.
No us play it be difficult to find you. But s o seek you. A woman may veil h a smile.
ws.
and a genius, or solve tery of silence is tiful dream to sit at a breakfast table.
I stand still to che procession passing by.
You oo or serve him.
Nay, towers of our bones?
Let us not be particular and sectional. ts mind and tail rise in glory from th.
Every dragon gives