If Words Come Out Of The Heart,

The Only Lasting Beauty Is The Beauty Of The Heart

Suffering Is A Gift; In Its Hidden Mercy

If The House Of The World Is Dark, Love Will Find A Way To Create Windows.

In Your Light I Learn How To Love. In Your Beauty, How To Make Poems. You Dance Inside My Chest Where No-one Sees You, But Sometimes I Do, And That Sight Becomes This Art.

Goodbyes Are Only For Those Who Love With Their Eyes. Because For Those Who Love With Heart And Soul There Is No Such Thing As Separation.