The work of magic is this, that it breathes and at every breath transforms realities.
The moon stays bright when it doesn't avoid the night.
Without the frown of clouds and lightning, the vines would be burned by the smiling sun.
Let soul speak with the silent articulation of a face.
Little by little, wean yourself. This is the gist of what I have to say. From an embryo whose nourishment comes in the blood, move to an infant drinking milk, to a child on solid food, to a searcher after wisdom, to a hunter of invisible game.
Love is the energizing elixir of the Universe, the cause and effect of all Harmony.