Poetry comes nearer to vital truth than history.
Category: Inspirational
When words leave off, music begins.
If you wish to know the divine, feel the wind on your face and the warm sun on your back.
Forget not that the earth delights to feel your bare feet and the winds long to play with your hair.
Let no one who loves be called unhappy. For even love unreturned has its rainbow.
True love is night jasmine, a diamond in darkenss, the heartbeat no cardiologist has ever heard. It is the most common of miracles, fashioned of fleecy clouds, a handful of stars tossed into the night sky.
It is by the goodness of God that in our country we have those three unspeakably precious things: freedom of speech, freedom of conscience, and the prudence never to practice either.
Love is letting go of fear.
