All language is a longing for home.
I am burning. If anyone lacks tinder, let him set his rubbish ablaze with my fire.
Take sips of this pure wine being poured. Don't mind that you've been given a dirty cup.
If Light Is In Your Heart You Will Find Your Way Home.
Your acts of kindness are iridescent wings of divine love, which linger and continue to uplift others long after your sharing.
Love itself describes its own perfection. Be speechless and listen.