Gratitude is the wine for the soul. Go on. Get drunk.
The Lover is ever drunk with Love. He is mad. She is free. He sings with delight. She dances in ecstasy. Caught by our own thoughts, we worry about everything. But once we get drunk on that Love Whatever will be, will be.
If the wine drinker has a deep gentleness in him, he will show that when drunk. But if he has hidden anger and arrogance, those appear.
Sit, be still, and listen, because you're drunk and we're at the edge of the roof.
My lips got lost on the way to the kiss - that's how drunk I was.
I was once like you, enlightened and "rational", I too scoffed at lovers, Now I am drunk, crazed, thin with misery. No one is safe! Watch out.
Be drunk with Love, for Love is all that exists. Where is intimacy found if not in the give and take of Love.
And patience flees my heart, And reason flees my mind. Oh, how drunk can I get to be, Without your love's security?
Oh you, unceasing sun, to me Your particles communicate The luminous essence of God, Are you our God? I do not know. Intoxicated, I say nought, Bewitched by the magic potion. I cannot differentiate Between my drunk and sober state.
Be drunk with LOVE, for Love is all that exists.
Be wild and crazy and drunk with Love, if you are too careful, LOVE will not find you.