DOVES People want you to be happy. Don't keep serving them your pain! If you could untie your wings and free your soul of jealousy, you and everyone around you would fly up like doves.
Do not look at my outward shape, But take what is in my hand.
We talk about this and that. There's no rest except on these branching moments.
Come to the orchard in spring. There is light and wine and sweethearts in the pomegranate flowers. If you do not come, these do not matter. If you do come, these do not matter.
Grace comes to forgive and then forgive again.
When you lose all sense of self, the bonds of a thousand chains will vanish.