“Where humanitysowed faith, hope, and unity, joy’s garden blossomed.”

“A poet is a verb that blossoms light in gardens of dawn, or sometimes midnight.”

“This is what our love is––a sacred pattern of unbroken unity sewn flawlessly invisible inside all other images, thoughts, smells, and sounds.”

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

“Souls reconstructed with faith transform agony into peace.”

“Dreams dress us carefully in the colors of power and faith.”

“Hope drowned in shadowsemerges fiercely splendid––boldly angelic.”