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.
Stay close to anything that makes you glad you are alive.
Poetry reveals that there is no empty space.
I once asked a bird, how is it that you fly in this gravity of darkness? She responded, 'love lifts me.'
Only heart to heart can speak the bliss of mystic knowers.
Now is the time to understand That all your ideas of right and wrong Were just a child's training wheelsTo be laid aside When you finally live With veracity And love.