To praise the sun is to praise your own eyes.
In the Friend-place nothing true can be said. Let Me Just Be Here.
Everyone sees the unseen in proportion to the clarity of his hear.
Love opens my chest, and thought returns to its confines.
Once you conquer your selfish self, all your darkness will change to light.
The ground's generosity takes in our compost and grows beauty! Try to be more like the ground.