This is love: to fly toward a secret sky, to cause a hundred veils to fall each moment. First to let go of life. Finally, to take a step without feet.

The garden of the world has no limits except in your mind. Its presence is more beautiful than the stars with more clarity than the polished mirror of your heart.

Do you pay regular visits to yourself? Don't argue or answer rationally. Let us die, and dying, reply.

Remember God so much that you are forgotten.

Daylight, full of small dancing particles and the one great turning, our souls are dancing with you, without feet, they dance. Can you see them when I whisper in your ear? All day and night, music, a quiet, bright reedsong. If it fades, we fade.

My longing for you keeps me in this moment My passion gives me courage

With passion pray. With passion make love. With passion eat and drink and dance and play. Why look like a dead fish in this ocean of God?