I would love to kiss you. The price of kissing is your life.
From the urgent way lovers want each other to the seeker's search for truth, all moving is from the mover. Every Pull Draws Us To The Ocean.
To wander in the fields of flowers, pull the thorns from your heart.
The miracle of Jesus is himself, not what he said or did.
You have been a prisoner of a little pond I am the ocean and its turbulent flood Come merge with me leave this world of ignorance
I have blossomed so much, I am the envy of the gardens.