Even Though In The World You Are

I Am So Small I Can Hardly Be Seen. How Can This Great Love Be Inside Me? Look At Your Eyes. They Are Small, But They See Enormous Things.

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.

Two There Are Who Are Never Satisfied -- The Lover Of The World And The Lover Of Knowledge.

If The Wine Drinker Has A Deep Gentleness In Him, He Will Show That When Drunk. But If He Has Hidden Anger And Arrogance, Those Appear.

Then Outwardly You Are The Small Universe! Then Inwardly You Are The Great Universe.