The core of the seen and unseen universe smiles, but remember smiles come best from those who weep. Lightning, then the rain-laughter.

Soul receives from soul that knowledge, therefore not by book nor from tongue. If knowledge of mysteries come after emptiness of mind, that is illumination of heart.

Some nights stay up till dawn, as the moon sometimes does for the sun. Be a full bucket pulled up the dark way of a well, then lifted out into light.

This is how it always is when I finish a poem. A great silence overcomes me and I wonder why I ever thought to use language.

What hurts you, blesses you. Darkness is your candle.

To me nothing in the world is as precious as a genuine smile, especially from a child.

Let's ask God to help us to self-control for one who lacks it, lacks his grace.