A Thief Loves The Night. I Am

O Love, O Pure Deep Love, Be Here, Be Now, Be All – Worlds Dissolve Into Your Stainless Endless Radiance, Frail Living Leaves Burn With Your Brighter Than Cold Stares – Make Me Your Servant, Your Breath, Your Core.

Someone Who Does Not Run Toward The Allure Of Love Walks A Road Where Nothing Lives.

Enough Of Words. Come To Me Without A Sound.

Dance, And Make Joyous The Love Around You. Dance, And Your Veils Which Hide The Light Shall Swirl In A Heap At Your Feet.

Ignorance Is God's Prison. Knowing Is God's Palace