Love's over brimming mystery joins death and life. It has filled my cup of pain with joy.

It is the same life that emerges in joy through the dust of the earth into numberless waves of flower.

Life could be limitless joy, if we would only take it for what it is, in the way it is given to us.

This is the true joy in life, the being used for a purpose recognized by yourself as a mighty one.

That I exist is a perpetual surprise which is life.

Let me not look for allies in life's battlefield,But to my own strength. Let me not crave in anxious fear to be saved,But for the patience to win my freedom.