Be With Those Who Help Your Being.

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

The Very Center Of Your Heart Is Where Life Begins. The Most Beautiful Place On Earth.

This Torture Why Should We Tell You Our Love Stories When You Spill Them Together Like Blood In The Dirt? Love Is A Pearl Lost On The Ocean Floor, Or A Fire We Can’t See, But How Does Saying That Push Us Through The Top Of The Head Into The Light Above The Head? Love Is Not An Iron Pot, So This Boiling Energy Won’t Help. Soul, Heart, Self. Beyond And Within Those Is One Saying, How Long Before I’m Free Of This Torture!

People Want You To Be Happy. Don't Keep Serving Them Your Pain! If You Could Untie Your Wings And Free Your Soul Of Jealousy, You And Everyone Around You Would Fly Up Like Doves.

You Had Better Run From Me. My Words Are Fire.