In the house of lovers, the music never stops, the walls are made of songs & the floor dances

Truth lifts the heart, like water refreshes thirst.

The interpretation that makes you ardent and hopeful and active and reverent is the true one.

Love so needs to love that it will endure almost anything, even abuse, just to flicker for a moment. But the sky's mouth is kind, its song will never hurt you, for I sing those words.

Christian, Jew, Muslim, shaman, Zoroastrian, stone, ground, mountain, river, each has a secret way of being with the mystery, unique and not to be judged.

These pains you feel are messengers. Listen to them.

You have no need to travel anywhere - journey within yourself. Enter a mine of rubies and bathe in the splendor of your own light.