There is some kiss we want with the whole of our lives.

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.

I closed my mouth and spoke to you in a hundred silent ways.

Pilgrimage to the place of the wise is to find escape from the flame of separateness.

Each moment from all sides rushes to us the call to love. We are running to contemplate its vast green field. Do you want to come with us?

Pale sunlight, pale the wall. Love moves away. The light changes I need more grace than I thought.

Your calling my name is My reply. Your longing for Me is My message to you.