The words ‘I Love You’ kill, and resurrect millions, in less than a second.

The same hot lightning that burns your blood with passion–– cools your fears with peace.

In a rich moonlit garden, flowers open beneath the eyes of entire nations terrified to acknowledge the simplicity of the beauty of peace.

How many fears came between us?Earthquakes, diseases, wars where hellrained smoldering pus from skies made of winged death.Horror tore this world asunder.While inside the bleeding smokeand beyond the shredded weeping fleshwe memorized tales of infinite good.--from The History Lesson

And now we step to the rhythm of miracles.--from The Light, That Never Dies

Hearts rebuilt from hope resurrect dreams killed by hate.

Each star is a mirror reflecting the truth inside you.

If I say your voice is an amber waterfall in which I yearn to burn each day, if you eat my mouth like a mystical rose with powers of healing and damnation, If I confess that your body is the only civilization I long to experience… would it mean that we are close to knowing something about love?

Poetry and art nourish the soul of the world with the flavor-filled substances of beauty, wisdom and truth.