The Moment An Inspiring Thought Enters Your

The Here-and-now Mountain Is A Tiny Piece Of A Piece Of Straw Blown Off Into Emptiness.

If The Foot Of The Trees Were Not Tied To Earth, They Would Be Pursuing Me; For I Have Blossomed So Much, I Am The Envy Of The Gardens.

I Said, O Love, Tell Me This: Does The Lord Know You Are Treating Me This Way? Love Said To Me, Yes He Does, Just Be Totally… Totally… Silent

In The Blackest Of Your Moments, Wait With No Fear.

If You Could Leave Your Selfishness, You Would See How You've Been Torturing Your Soul.