But listen to me. For one moment quit being sad. Hear blessings dropping their blossoms around you.
Each has to enter the nest made by the other imperfect bird.
There is a life-force within your soul, seek that life.
Keep digging your well. Water is there somewhere.
In loveโs country, language doesnโt have its place. Love is mute.
A shadow cannot ignore the sun that all day creates and moves it.