You may learn to imitate a birdcall, but do you experience what the nightingale feels for the rose?
Truth lifts the heart, like water refreshes thirst.
Your eyelashes will write on my heart the poem that could never come from the pen of a poet.
The Heart of the matter is Soul, nothing else.
Whether you love God or you love a human being, if you love enough you will come into the presence of Love itself.
Let a thousand wrangling desires become one Love.