A poet is someone Who can pour Light into a spoon, Then raise it To nourish Your beautiful parched, holy mouth.

Be kind to your sleeping heart. Take it out into the vast fields of light...And let it breathe.

There is an ambush everywhere from the army of accidents; therefore the rider of life runs with loosened reins.

I know you have a hundred complex cases against God in court, but never mind, let's just get out of this mess.

Light will someday split you open

What is this precious love and laughter budding in our hearts? It is the glorious sound of a soul waking up!

Stay close to anything that makes you glad you are alive.