One Of The Marvels Of The World:

Plant The Love Of The Holy Ones Within Your Spirit; Don't Give Your Heart To Anything, But The Love Of Those Whose Hearts Are Glad.

We Are Pain And What Cures Pain, Both. We Are The Sweet Cold Water And The Jar That Pours. I Want To Hold You Close Like A Lute, So That We Can Cry Out With Loving. Would You Rather Throw Stones At A Mirror? I Am Your Mirror And Here Are The Stones.

My Beloved Grows Right Out Of My Own Heart. How Much More Union Can There Be.

The Soul Which Cannot Endure Fire And Smoke Won't Find The Secret.

I Have Found The Heart And Will Never Leave This House Of Light.