I am so small I can hardly be seen. How can this great love be inside me? Look at your eyes. They are small, but they see enormous things.
For me to praise is interrupting praise.
Love is an open secret, the most obvious thing in the world and the most hidden, with no why to how it keeps its mystery.
All we really want is love's confusing joy.
You are not just the drop in the ocean. You are the mighty ocean in the drop.
Lightning, your presence from ground to sky, no one knows what becomes of me, when you take me so quickly.