If in the twilight of memory we should meet once more, we shall speak again together and you shall sing to me a deeper song.
The deeper that sorrow carves into your being the more joy you can contain. Is not the cup that holds your wine the very cup that was burned in the potter's oven?
Your joy is your sorrow unmasked. The deeper that sorrow carves into your being, the more joy you can contain. When you are joyous, look deep into your heart and you shall find it is only that which has given you sorrow that is giving you joy. When y
How often have you sailed in my dreams. And now you come in my awakening, which is my deeper dream.