I was a thorn rushing to be with a rose, vinegar blending with honeyโฆ Then I found some dirt to make an ointment that would honor my soulโฆ Love says, โYou are right, but donโt claim these changes. Remember, I am wind. You are an ember I ignite.
You are the root of heaven, the morning star, the bright moon, the house of endless Love
Why, when God's world is so big, did you fall asleep in a prison, of all places?
When the world pushes you to your knees, you're in the perfect position to pray.
When you see the setting, wait for the rising. Why worry about a sunset or a fading moon?
Tend to your vital heart, and all that you worry about will be solved.