You cannot learn about Love, LOVE appears on the wings of grace.
If you wish for light, Be ready to receive light.
O Love, O pure deep Love, be here, be now, Be all – worlds dissolve into your stainless endless radiance, Frail living leaves burn with your brighter than cold stares – Make me your servant, your breath, your core.
The world is a mirror, an imaging of Love's perfection.
Be occupied, then, with what you really value and let the thief take something else.
I've said before that every craftsman searches for what's not there to practice his craft.