All people on the planet are children, except for a very few. No one is grown up except those free of desire.
Maybe you are searching among the branches, for what only appears in the roots.
Make my heart, O heart of the universe, a divine bird that nests only on the throne of God.
The soul: a wide listening sky with thousands of candles.
Whatever happens, just keep smiling and lose yourself in Love.
This world is in deep trouble, from top to bottom. But it can be swiftly healed by the balm of love.