Live In The Opening Where There Is

If The House Of The World Is Dark, Love Will Find A Way To Create Windows.

If These Poems Repeat Themselves, Then So Does Spring.

The Heart Is Like A Candle, Longing To Be Lit!

I Am Burning. If Anyone Lacks Tinder, Let Him Set His Rubbish Ablaze With My Fire.

Wherever Water Flows, Life Flourishes: Wherever Tears Fall, Divine Mercy Is Shown.