Search, No Matter What Situation You Are

People Who Repress Desires Often Turn, Suddenly, Into Hypocrites.

Where There Is Ruin, There Is Hope For A Treasure.

You Are The Fountain Of The Sun. I'm The Shadow Of A Willow. You Fall Upon My Forehead. I Melt. You Slip Into My Heart. It Spills Open. You Surround Me With Such Sweetness. I Make It My Home.

Would You Become A Pilgrim On The Road Of Love? The First Condition Is That You Make Yourself Humble As Dust And Ashes.

There Is No Way Into Presence Except Through A Love Exchange.