Come, Come
whoever you are,
Wanderer, worshipper,
lover of leaving,
It doesn't matter!
Ours is not a caravan of despair.
Come, even if you have broken your vow
a thousand times.
Come, yet again,
come, come.
Silence is the sea, and speech is like the river. The sea is seeking you: don’t seek the river. Don’t turn your head away from the signs offered by the sea.
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