Those who do not feel this love pulling them like a river, those who do not drink dawn like a cup of spring water
or take in sunset like supper, those who do not want to change,
let them sleep.
This love is beyond the study of theology, that old trickery and hypocrisy.
If you want to improve your mind that way, sleep on.
I have given up on my brain. I have torn the cloth to shreds and thrown it away.
If you are not completely naked, wrap your beautiful robe of words around you, and sleep.