Lamps are different, but light is the same.
Why should I stay at the bottom of a well, when a strong rope is in my hand?
Gratitude is the wine for the soul. Go on. Get drunk.
Stop the words now. Open the window in the center of your chest, and let the spirits fly in and out.
I never really cared for the things of this world. It was the glow of Your Presence that filled it with beauty.
The Eternal looked upon me for a moment with His eye of power, and annihilated me in His being, and become manifest to me in His essence. I saw I existed through Him.