Beauty Surrounds Us.

Poems Reach Up Like Spindrift And The Edge Of Driftwood Along The Beach, Wanting! They Derive From A Slow And Powerful Root That We Can’t See. Stop The Words Now. Open The Window In The Center Of Your Chest, And Let The Spirits Fly In And Out.

I Cannot Stop Asking. If I Could Taste One Sip Of An Answer, I Could Break Out Of This Prison For Drunks.

Don't Be Fooled By My Beauty - The Light Of My Face Comes From The Candle Of My Spirit.

Both Light And Shadow Are The Dance Of Love. Love Has No Cause, It Is The Astrolabe Of God's Secrets. Lover And Loving Are Inseparable And Timeless. Although I May Try To Describe Love, When I Experience It, I Am Speechless. Although I May Try To Write About Love, I Am Rendered Helpless. My Pen Breaks, And The Paper Slips Away At The Ineffable Place Where Lover Loving And Loved Are One. Every Moment Is Made Glorious By The Light Of Love.

I Am Bewildered By The Magnificence Of Your Beauty; And Wish To See You With A Hundred Eyes . . . I Am In The House Of Mercy, And My Heart Is A Place Of Prayer.