Love Is The Vital Core Of The

Limp Along Until Your Legs Are Spent, And You Fall Flat And Your Energy Is Drained. Then The Grace Of The Divine Will Lift You.

Throw Off Your Tiredness. Let Me Show You One Tiny Spot Of The Beauty That Can't Be Spoken.

Every Moment, The Sunlight Is Totally Empty And Totally Full.

Silence Gives Answers.

The Here-and-now Mountain Is A Tiny Piece Of A Piece Of Straw Blown Off Into Emptiness.