Love so needs to love that it will endure almost anything, even abuse, just to flicker for a moment. But the sky's mouth is kind, its song will never hurt you, for I sing those words.

We are as pieces of chess engaged in victory and defeat!

Happy is the moment we sit together, with two forms, with two faces, yet one soul. You and I.

Every rose that is sweet-scented within, That rose is telling of the secrets of the Universal.

If your thought is a rose, you are a rose garden; and if it is a thistle, you are fuel for the fire.

Someone who does not run toward the allure of love walks a road where nothing lives. But this dove here senses the love hawk floating above, and waits, and will not be driven or scared to safety.

Everyone sleeps, except lovers, who stay awake, telling stories to God