Half-heartedne ss doesn't reach into majesty.
To wander in the fields of flowers, pull the thorns from your heart.
Be full of sorrow, that you may become hill of joy; weep, that you may break into laughter.
Try something different. Surrender.
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.
I went inside my heart to see how it was. Something there makes me hear the whole world weeping.