How did the rose ever open its heart and give to this world all of its beauty? It felt the encouragement of Light against its being; otherwise we all remain too frightened.

I once asked a bird, how is it that you fly in this gravity of darkness? She responded, 'love lifts me.'

Do not surrender your grief so quickly Let it cut more deeply Let it ferment and season you As few human or divine ingredients can Something is missing in my heart tonight That has made my eyes so soft And my voice so tender And my need of God so absolutely clear.

It is not easy to stop thinking ill of others.Usually one must enter into a friendship with a person who has accomplished that great feat himself.Then something might start to rub off on you of that true elegance.

Let's get loose with Compassion. Let's drown in the delicious ambience of Love.

How seamless seemed love and then came trouble!

Poetry reveals that there is no empty space.