Paradise is surrounded by what we dislike; the fires of hell are surrounded by what we desire.
I never really cared for the things of this world. It was the glow of Your Presence that filled it with beauty.
Whatever lifts the corners of your mouth, trust that
I was a tiny bug. Now a mountain. I was left behind. Now honored at the head. You healed my wounded hunger and anger, and made me a poet who sings about joy.
Come on sweetheart let's adore one another before there is no more of you and me
Believe in love's infinite journey, for it is your own, for you are love. Love is life