I should be suspicious of what I want.
Last night I learned how to be a lover of God. To live in this world and call nothing my own.
No one knows what makes the soul wake up so happy! Maybe a dawn breeze has blown the veil from the face of God.
Whatever purifies you is the correct road.
Nothing I say can explain to you Divine Love Yet all of creation cannot seem to stop talking about it.
Its good to leave each day behind, like flowing water, free of sadness. Yesterday is gone and its tale told. Today new seeds are growing.