All You Do Is Perceive
I was given a house. The curtains breathed over wide sills. There was a leaf in the middle of the floor, I loved the crispness of the leaf. I loved the privacy of sills. The sills sailed, I fell into the sills. The sills got between me and God.
I was given a mud hut. The walls curved to meet the ceiling like a tongue curves to make a word.
I was given God, with salt and sweet together. I was given a piece of meat. I loved the flesh. I was given bread only. I was given only water. I loved the coolness of the water. The water got between me and the feast.
I had an empty plate and there was the color of it. I cannot even describe the color of it.
I was given a cell with a window. There was a certain light at evening.
I was given nothing but the air, and the air dazzled.