You Live In My Heart Where No

If All You Can Do Is Crawl, Start Crawling.

I Said: What About My Eyes? God Said: Keep Them On The Road. I Said: What About My Passion? God Said: Keep It Burning. I Said: What About My Heart? God Said: Tell Me What You Hold Inside It? I Said: Pain And Sorrow? He Said: Stay With It. The Wound Is The Place Where The Light Enters You.

‎there Is A Place Where Voices Sing Your Beauty, A Place Where Every Breath Carves Your Image In My Soul.

Even When Tied In A Thousand Knots, The String Is Still But One.

I Want To Say Words That Flame As I Say Them, But I Keep Quiet And Don't Try To Make Both Words Fit In One Mouthful.