O Love, O pure deep Love, be here, be now, be all.
Words are a pretext. It is the inner bond that draws one person to another, not words.
Hear from the heart wordless mysteries.
With life as short as a half-taken breath, don't plant anything but love.
What hurts the soul? To live without tasting the water of its own essence.
Let yourself be silently drawn by the strange pull of what you really love. It will not lead you astray.