Blessed are the men and women who are planted on your earth

Blessed are the men and women
  who are planted on Your earth in Your garden,
Who grow as Your trees and flowers grow,
  who transform their darkness to light.
Their roots plunge into darkness;
  their faces turn toward the light.
All those who love You are beautiful;
  they overflow with Your presence
  so that they can do nothing but good.
There is infinite space in Your garden;
  all men, all women are welcome here;
  all they need do is enter.

Why I make my home in the mountain forest

You ask why I make my home in the mountain forest,
And I smile, and am silent,
And even my soul remains quiet:
It lives in the other world
Which no one owns.
The peach trees blossom.
The water flows.

The love of God, unutterable and perfect

The love of God, unutterable and perfect
flows into a pure soul the way that light
rushes into a transparent object.

The more love that it finds, the more it gives
itself; so that, as we grow clear and open,
the more complete the joy of heaven is.

And the more souls who resonate together,
the greater the intensity of their love,
and mirror-like, each soul reflects the other.