The Soul: A Wide Listening Sky With

God Does Not Look At Your Outer Forms, But At The Love Within Your Love.

Thinking Gives Off Smoke To Prove The Existence Of Fire. A Mystic Sits Inside The Burning. There Are Wonderful Shapes In Rising Smoke That Imagination Loves To Watch. But It's A Mistake To Leave The Fire For That Filmy Sight. Stay Here At The Flame's Core.

Love Cannot Be Learned Or Taught. Love Comes As Grace.

We Began As Mineral. We Emerged Into Plant Life, And Into The Animal State, And Then Into Being Human, And Always We Have Forgotten Our Former States, Except In Early Spring When We Slightly Recall Being Green Again.

In The Sea Of Love, I Melt Like Salt Faith, Doubt - They Both Dissolve. A Star Is Opening In My Heart . The Worlds Turn In It.