The Radiant One In Me

Whether You Love God Or You Love A Human Being, If You Love Enough You Will Come Into The Presence Of Love Itself.

All People On The Planet Are Children, Except For A Very Few. No One Is Grown Up Except Those Free Of Desire.

Enough Of Words. Come To Me Without A Sound.

Today I Am Wise, So I Am Changing Myself.

Tree Limbs Rise And Fall Like The Ecstatic Arms Of Those Who Have Submitted To The Mystical Life. Leaf Sounds Talk Together Like Poets Making Fresh Metaphors.