Heart Is A Sea, Language Is The

When You Do Things From Your Soul, You Feel A River Moving In You, A Joy.

Something Opens Our Wings. Something Makes Boredom And Hurt Disappear. Someone Fills The Cup In Front Of Us: We Taste Only Sacredness.

Whatever Lifts The Corners Of Your Mouth, Trust That

You Have Been Hiding So Long Aimlessly Drifting In The Sea Of My Love Even So You Have Always Been Connected To Me Connected, Revealed In The Known In The Unmanifest I Am Life Itself

Everything That Is Made Beautiful And Fair And Lovely Is Made For The Eye Of One Who Sees.