When We Practice Loving Kindness And Compassion

Last Night I Learned How To Be A Lover Of God. To Live In This World And Call Nothing My Own.

Raise Your Words, Not Voice. It Is Rain That Grows Flowers, Not Thunder.

Yesterday Was Glory And Joy. Today, A Blackened Burn Everywhere. On The Record Of My Life, These Two Days Will Be Put Down As One

There Is A Place Where Words Are Born Of Silence.

Stop Acting So Small. You Are The Universe In Ecstatic Motion.