A battle is waged In the deep of me, An epic struggle 'Tween sand and sea, Where one resists The other, so free... Yet, no loss or gain Marks Eternity.

If all things are means, Then means are the end, Our pleasures and pains But a river's bend; So flow, flow on my soul, Let go . . . once again.

Some take the high road. Some take the low road. Some take the road with friends and family. Others take it alone. Some travel with clowns and animals. Some take only walking shoes. Some take the road with guru and saint, While others take the road with drunks. Some walk the road so slowly as to stand still, Even as some sprint toward a finish line as if it's in sight. Some...

The Kingdom of Heaven is like a man who passing over a certain ridge comes upon an unknown Mountain outside his country and there catches a glimpse of a valley within a valley..

Linger in the great mystery of moments untold. Wait there for the unspeakable invitation to live there.