Your depression is connected to your insolence and refusal to praise.
A seeker of Truth looks beyond the apparent and contemplates the hidden.
Love is an emerald. Its brilliant light wards off dragons On this treacherous path.
I was there in the beginning and I was the spirit of love.
I feel like the earth, astonished at fragrance borne in the air, made pregnant with mystery from a drop of rain.
Love opens my chest, and thought returns to its confines.