Something Opens Our Wings. Something Makes Boredom

We Can't Help Being Thirsty, Moving Toward The Voice Of Water.

Every Forest Branch Moves Differently In The Breeze, But As They Sway They Connect At The Roots.

To Find The Beloved, You Must Become The Beloved.

Beauty Surrounds Us, But Usually We Need To Be Walking In A Garden To Know It.

The Silk Worm I Stood Before A Silk Worm One Day. And That Night My Heart Said To Me, "i Can Do Things Like That, I Can Spin Skies, I Can Be Woven Into Love That Can Bring Warmth To People; I Can Be Soft Against A Crying Face, I Can Be Wings That Lift, And I Can Travel On My Thousand Feet Throughout The Earth, My Sacs Filled With The Sacred." And I Replied To My Heart, "dear, Can You Really Do All Those Things?" And It Just Nodded "yes" In Silence. So We Began And Will Never Cease.