Each moment from all sides rushes to us the call to love. We are running to contemplate its vast green field. Do you want to come with us?

I didn't come here of my own accord, and I can't leave that way. Whoever brought me here will have to take me home.

The universe and the light of the stars come through me.

I cannot stop asking. If I could taste one sip of an answer, I could break out of this prison for drunks.

Drum sound rises on the air, its throb, my heart. A voice inside the beat says, "I know you're tired, but come. This is the way.

The body's a mirror of heaven: Its energies make angels jealous. Our purity astounds seraphim. Devils shiver at our nerve.

Listen with ears of tolerance! See through the eyes of compassion! Speak with the language of love