I Am Your Own Voice Echoing Off

What You Have Despised In Yourself As A Thorn Opens Into A Rose.

Love Asks Us To Enjoy Our Life For Nothing Good Can Come Of Death. Who Is Alive? I Ask. Those Who Are Born Of Love. Seek Us In Love Itself, Seek Love In Us Ourselves. Sometimes I Venerate Love, Sometimes It Venerates Me.

If We Come To Sleep We Are His Drowsy Ones And If We Come To Wake We Are In His Hands If We Come To Weeping We Are His Cloud Full Of Raindrops And If We Come To Laughing We Are His Lightning In That Moment If We Come To Anger And Battle It Is The Reflection Of His Wrath And If We Come To Peace And Pardon It Is The Reflection Of His Love Who Are We In This Complicated World?

While The Mind Sees Only Boundaries, Love Knows The Secret Way There.

When We Talk About God, We’re Like A School Of Fish, Discussing The Possible Existence Of The Sea.