When inward tenderness finds the secret hurt, pain itself will crack the rock and Ah! Let the soul emerge.
If thou has not seen the devil, look at thine own self.
The quieter we become, the more we can hear.
There are many ways to the Divine. I have chosen the ways of song, dance, and laughter.
Peace is wonderful, but / ecstatic dance is more fun / and less narcissistic
Someone who does not run toward the allure of love walks a road where nothing lives. But this dove here senses the love hawk floating above, and waits, and will not be driven or scared to safety.