You Dance Inside My Chest, Where No

Love Itself Describes Its Own Perfection. Be Speechless And Listen.

Let Yourself Be Silently Drawn By The Strange Pull Of What You Really Love. It Will Not Lead You Astray.

Your Kindness Cannot Be Said. You Open Doors In The Sky. You Ease The Heart And Make God's Qualities Visible.

Now Is The Time To Unite The Soul And The World.

There Is A Way Between Voice And Presence, Where Information Flows. In Disciplined Silence It Opens; With Wandering Talk It Closes.