Poems are rough notations for the music we are.
Be grateful for whoever comes, because each has been sent as a guide from beyond.
Body of earth, don't talk of earth Tell the story of pure mirrors The Creator has given you this splendor-- Why talk of anything else?
Your happy songs bring to me the scent of Heaven. Please keep singing!
If you dig a pit for others to fall into, you will fall into it yourself.
My head is bursting with the joy of the unknown. My heart is expanding a thousand fold.