Our greatest glory is measured by the will to Love.

The World’s finest hour perpetual uncertainty and the tranquility of pain is silence as today’s memory weeping for delight prism of hope as the person you Love are stolen from you.

Mother, thank you for letting your pure love flow through your heart’s channel of purity to inherit and bequeath the heritage of motherhood.

Breaketh Thy oyster shell of silence, as Love shalt rise in its effulgence limpid pure tenderness to quench the spirit of Thy mind, as the fervent sublime oyster of Thy Beloved soul shalt submerge in the depth of Attainment in the Ocean of Divine Love to rescue pure Hearts to form a Blissed Pearl Of Divine Unity.

Cherish the beloved heart that adores you, keep your faith in wonder of beloved until the hour of departure.

The world is always brimful with Love, just venture it.

Treasure love to beautify the heart of beloved.