No longer a stranger, you listen all day to these crazy love-words. Like a bee you fill hundreds of homes with honey, though yours is a long flight from here.
This dance is the joy of existence.
Love is language that cannot be said, or heard.
Be watchful - the grace of God appears suddenly. It comes without warning to an open heart.
Beauty surrounds us, but usually we need to be walking in a garden to know it.
Nothing can help me but that beauty. There was a dawn I remember when my soul heard something from your soul. I drank water from your spring and felt the current take me.