How did the rose ever open its heart and give to this world all of its beauty? It felt the encouragement of Light against its being; otherwise we all remain too frightened.
The world is a bride of surpassing beauty-but remember that this maiden is never bound to anyone.
The world is like an eye, a beard, a spot of beauty and eyebrow, Where each thing is neatly in place.
The beauty of You delights me. The sight of You amazes me. For the Pearl does this... and the Ocean does that.