This Dance Is The Joy Of Existence.

A Thief Loves The Night. I Am Day. I Reveal Essences.

Remember God So Much That You Are Forgotten.

There Comes A Holy And Transparent Time When Every Touch Of Beauty Opens The Heart To Tears. This Is The Time The Beloved Of Heaven Is Brought Tenderly On Earth. This Is The Time Of The Opening Of The Rose.

Each Has To Enter The Nest Made By The Other Imperfect Bird.

We Are As The Flute, And The Music In Us Is From Thee; We Are As The Mountain And The Echo In Us Is From Thee.