Those who don't feel this Lovepulling them like a river,those who don't drink dawnlike a cup of spring wateror take in sunset like supper,those who don't want to change, let them sleep. This Love is beyond the study of theology,that old trickery and hypocrisy.
I you want to improve your mind that way, sleep on. I've given up on my brain.
I've torn the cloth to shredsand thrown it away. If you're not completely naked,wrap your beautiful robe of wordsaround you, and sleep.
