You were born with wings, why prefer to crawl through life?
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.
The images we create could turn into wild beasts and tear us to pieces.
Angels dance only with You, Beloved and only before You do I bow in adoration. You may accept me or not but I will be at your feet forever.
By God, when you see your beauty you will be the idol of yourself.
If you become a helper of hearts, springs of wisdom will flow from your heart.