There is no way into Presence except through a love exchange.
I want to say words that flame as I say them, but I keep quiet and don't try to make both words fit in one mouthful.
Something opens our wings. Something makes boredom and hurt disappear. Someone fills the cup in front of us: We taste only sacredness.
Sing to me in the silence of your heart and I will rise up to hear your triumphant song.
Giving thanks for abundance is sweeter than the abundance itself.
God calls himself "Baseer" [Observant], so that the knowledge that He is watching you may keep you from sinning.