You left and I cried tears of blood. My sorrow grows. Its not just that You left. But when You left my eyes went with You. Now, how will I cry?
Silence is an ocean. Speech is a river.
There is a morning inside you waiting to burst open into light.
To praise the sun is to praise your own eyes.
What is the Heart? A flower opening.
Love is from the infinite, and will remain until eternity. The seeker of love escapes the chains of birth and death. Tomorrow, when resurrection comes, The heart that is not in love will fail the test.