MY THOUGHTS ARE THINGS THAT COVET ONLY THE KINDNESS AND BEAUTY OF LOVE.
The beautiful smile that Love spared decorated my face; it was what I woke up at midnight to dream about. My beloved bedecked in a sprightly garment of cheerfulness is up for a pleasant surprise; my desire for my beloved’s lovely smile to become more radiant is right up my street. There will be plenty of Joy to speak of, today. I know that my loving thoughts are things because they motivate me to see up into the Loft of Joy.
The moments that witnessed my Love may forget but my heart that knew of Love’s beauty and loveliness never will.
My desire for my thoughts to be directed only by my admirations and to covet only the kindness and beauty of Love is heightening to a symphony of bird songs. My thoughts are things that have sold out of doubts
The peaceful meadow, my humble witness and a signpost on the footpath to Love, still offers me its peace generously. That footpath ends where I am and begins all over again, eagerly waiting to usher me and my beloved into a deeper experience of eternity.
There is no intellectual edifice for temporariness to hide in, inside my heart, for my heart is showing itself as the infinite Light that tolerates no shadow. My thoughts are things that see to it that I’m not inconvenienced by fear anymore.
As I turn towards my beloved, promises certain to be fulfilled greet her cheery smile.