There is a window from one heart to another heart.
I am not this hair, I am not this skin, I am the soul that lives within.
Let the waters settle and you will see the moon and the stars mirrored in your own being.
What hurts the soul? To live without tasting the water of its own essence.
If you put your soul against the oar with me, the power that made the universe will enter your sinew from a source not outside of your limbs, but from a holy realm that lives within us.
Love is the sea where intellect drowns.