Flowers every night Blossom in the sky; Peace in the Infinite, At peace am I.

I am bewildered by the magnificence of your beauty; and wish to see you with a hundred eyes . . . I am in the house of mercy, and my heart is a place of prayer.

Sometimes you hear a voice through the door calling you... This turning toward what you deeply love saves you.

I have seen the king with a face of Glory, He who is the eye and the sun of heaven, He who is the companion and healer of all beings, He who is the soul and the universe that births souls.

Where there is ruin, there is hope for a treasure.

When love first tasted the lips of being human, it started singing.

Everyone turns toward someone. Look for one scarred by the King's polo stick.