Love is the common denominator that unites all people whatever religion they are.
How can I know anything about the past or the future, when the light of the Beloved shines only Now.
The Earth turns to Gold, in the hands of the wise.
There is some kiss we want with the whole of our lives.
This is not a day for asking questions, not a day on any calendar. This day is conscious of itself. This day is a lover, bread, and gentleness, more manifest than saying can say.
I have no name for what circles so perfectly.