You soak up my soul and mingle me. Each drop of my blood cries out to the earth. We are partners, blended as one.

Limp along until your legs are spent, and you fall flat and your energy is drained. Then the grace of the Divine will lift you.

All people on the planet are children, except for a very few. No one is grown up except those free of desire.

No one knows what makes the soul wake up so happy! Maybe a dawn breeze has blown the veil from the face of God.

I don’t know why; when I look at you, I see myself

There's a path from your HEART to mine.

Why struggle to open a door between us when the whole wall is an illusion?