If All The Harps In The World

In The Orchard And Rose Garden I Long To See Your Face. In The Taste Of Sweetness I Long To Kiss Your Lips. In The Shadows Of Passion I Long For Your Love.

Grief Can Be The Garden Of Compassion. If You Keep Your Heart Open Through Everything, Your Pain Can Become Your Greatest Ally In Your Life's Search For Love And Wisdom.

Love Is The Reality, And Poetry Is The Drum.

Whenever Beauty Looks, Love Is Also There.

Turning Toward What You Deeply Love Saves You