‎there Is A Place Where Voices Sing

I Once Had A Thousand Desires. But In My One Desire To Know You All Else Melted Away.

Through Your Love Existence And Nonexistence Merge. All Opposites Unite. All That Is Profane Becomes Sacred Again.

There Are No Edges To My Loving Now.

Love So Needs To Love That It Will Endure Almost Anything, Even Abuse, Just To Flicker For A Moment. But The Sky's Mouth Is Kind, Its Song Will Never Hurt You, For I Sing Those Words.

Love's Nationality Is Separate From All Other Religions, The Lover's Religion And Nationality Is The Beloved (god). The Lover's Cause Is Separate From All Other Causes Love Is The Astrolabe Of God's Mysteries.