Actually, Your Soul And Mine Are The

This Outward Spring And Garden Are A Reflection Of The Inward Garden.

I Want A Heart Which Is Split, Part By Part, Because Of The Pain Of Separation From God, So That I Might Explain My Longing And Complaint To It.

Journeys Bring Power And Love Back Into You. If You Can't Go Somewhere, Move In The Passageways Of The Self. They Are Like Shafts Of Light, Always Changing, And You Change When You Explore Them.

I Want That Love That Moved The Mountains. I Want That Love That Split The Ocean. I Want That Love That Made The Winds Tremble. I Want That Love That Roared Like Thunder. I Want That Love That Will Raise The Dead. I Want That Love That Lifts Us To Ecstasy. I Want That Love That Is The Silence Of Eternity.

You Were Born With Wings, Why Prefer To Crawl Through Life?