Your Heart Mirrors Not His Love, Rusty

Oh, Bird Of My Soul, Fly Away Now, For I Possess A Hundred Fortified Towers.

To Praise Is To Praise How One Surrenders To The Emptiness.

Love, The Life-giving Garden Of This World.

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.

The Light Which Shines In The Eye Is Really The Light Of The Heart.