Open Your Arms If You

Your Heart Is The Size Of An Ocean. Go Find Yourself In Its Hidden Depths.

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.

This Is How It Always Is When I Finish A Poem. A Great Silence Overcomes Me And I Wonder Why I Ever Thought To Use Language.

When Someone Mentions The Gracefulness Of The Night Sky, Climb Up On The Roof And Dance And Say, Like This?

Whenever We Manage To Love Without Expectations, Calculations, Negotiations, We Are Indeed In Heaven.