I opened my arms to Love and Love embraced me like a Lover
The soul lives there in the silent breath.
The core of the seen and unseen universe smiles, but remember smiles come best from those who weep. Lightning, then the rain-laughter.
...one cannot lodge in if.
If your thought is a rose, you are a rose garden; and if it is a thistle, you are fuel for the fire.
Not the ones speaking the same language, but the ones sharing the same feeling understand each other.