My beloved grows Right out of my own heart How much more union can there be.
Try something different. Surrender.
I don't want learning, or dignity, or respectability. I want this music, and this dawn, and the warmth of your cheek against mine.
Listen to silence. It has so much to say.
We carry inside us the wonders we seek outside us.
All the tears which we creatures shed for Him are not tears as many think but pearls....