I am sunlight slicing the dark.
I have been so naughted in Thy Love's existence that my nonexistence is a thousand times sweeter than my existence
Donโt knock on any random door like a beggar. Reach your long hand out to another door, beyond where you go on the street, the street where everyone says, "How are you?" and no one says How arenโt you?
Once we were particles of Light, now we are Beings of Light, radiating Love.
The intelligent desire self-control; children want candy.
If I gaze at my beloved she may feel embarrassed and if I do not, she will feel neglected. I can see the stars reflecting in the calm water of her face but if I look away I lose my clarity.