Actually, your soul and mine are the same. We appear and disappear with each other.
Today, let us swim wildly, joyously in gratitude.
What is the heart? It is not human and it is not imaginary. I call it you.
Explanation by the tongue makes most things clear, But love unexplained is clearer.
Every door is another passage, another boundary we have to go beyond.
Every prophet and every saint has a way, But all lead to God. All ways are really one.