You Run Back And Forth Listening For

Love Is An Emotion. Totally Silent And Inexpressible With Words.

Someone Who Does Not Run Toward The Allure Of Love Walks A Road Where Nothing Lives. But This Dove Here Senses The Love Hawk Floating Above, And Waits, And Will Not Be Driven Or Scared To Safety.

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 Our Hearts There Burns A Fire... That Burns All Veils To Their Root And Foundation When Those Veils Have Been Burned Away Then The Heart Will Understand Completely. Ancient Love Will Unfold Ever-fresh Forms In The Heart Of The Spirit, In The Core Of The Heart.

I Can't Stop Pointing To The Beauty. Every Moment And Place Says, 'put This Design In Your Carpet!'