Wings Of Love Long Only To Fly

How Can You Ever Hope To Know The Beloved Without Becoming In Every Cell The Lover?

In Love’s Country, Language Doesn’t Have Its Place. Love Is Mute.

Sit Quietly And Listen For A Voice That Will Say, "be More Silent." As That Happens, Your Soul Starts To Revive.

I Merged So Completely With Love, And Was So Fused, That I Became Love And Love Became Me.

Although The Road Is Never Ending Take A Step And Keep Walking, Do Not Look Fearfully Into The Distance... On This Path Let The Heart Be Your Guide For The Body Is Hesitant And Full Of Fear.