Let only that little be left of me whereby I may name thee my all. Let only that little be left of my will whereby I may feel thee on every side, and come to thee in everything, and offer to thee my love every moment. Let only that little be left of me whereby I may never hide thee. Let only that little of my fetters be left whereby I am bound with thy will, and thy purpose is carried out in my life--and that is the fetter of thy love.

Once we dreamt that we were strangers. We wake up to find that we were dear to each other.

‎This I know... That often when I sang, and drummed, and danced, I found my eternity.

We cross infinity with every step; we meet eternity in every second.

And joy is everywhere; it is in the earth's green covering of grass; in the blue serenity of the sky.

Leave out my name from the gift if it be a burden, but keep my song.

The newer people of this modern age are more eager to amass than to realize.