Be quiet now and wait. It may be that the ocean one, the one we desire so to move into and become, desires us out here on land a little longer, going our sundry roads to the shore.
The Heart that is not in love will fail the test.
Find the sweetness in your own heart, then you may find the sweetness in every heart.
Every door is another passage, another boundary we have to go beyond.
Come on sweetheart let's adore one another before there is no more of you and me
Pull the thorn of existence out of the heart! Fast! For when you do, you will see thousands of rose gardens in yourself.