Drink From The Presence Of Saints, Not

The World Is A Playground, And Death Is The Night.

There Comes A Holy And Transparent Time When Every Touch Of Beauty Opens The Heart To Tears. This Is The Time The Beloved Of Heaven Is Brought Tenderly On Earth. This Is The Time Of The Opening Of The Rose.

You Think Because You Understand 'one' You Must Also Understand 'two', Because One And One Make Two. But You Must Also Understand 'and'.

Your Spirit Is Mingled With Mine What Touches You, Touches Me.

What? Are You Still Pretending You Are Separate From The Beloved?