Water, stories, the body, all the things we do, are mediums that hid and show what's hidden.
There's a path from your HEART to mine.
When I am silent, I have thunder hidden inside.
Grace comes to forgive and then forgive again.
No more words. Hear only the voice within.
Ecstatic Love is an ocean, and the Milky Way is a flake of foam floating on it.