Where do we wait?
Only beneath the flames.
Why do we wait?
For our love is dry.
How shall we bury the flames?
Fly with the wings of the soul into the heart’s ocean.
Where does this ocean lie?
Outside the prison of our distance.
Where does our distance take us?
Away from the gift of life, away from the hearing of the tune.
What does this tune sing?
The celebration of life.
Why does it celebrate?
For it has found itself within itself.