Truth Lifts The Heart, Like

On The Path Of Love We Are Neither Masters Nor The Owners Of Our Lives. We Are Only A Brush In The Hand Of The Master Painter.

You Know What Love Is? It Is All Kindness, Generosity.

Come Sit With Me! Let Us Drink The Holy Wine Of Happiness.

I Turn All Thorn Then, But You Come Back Again And Make My Thorniness Fragrant And Pink And Petaled.

The Cure For Pain Is In The Pain. Good And Bad Are Mixed. If You Don't Have Both, You Don't Belong With Us.