We each contain an enduring spark of that Wisdom at the heart of all creation.Isolated and unsupported, it is but a small spark.United with others, those sparks grow into a flame of illumination and strength for us all.
There is love like a small lamp, which goes out when the oil is consumed; or like a stream which dries up when it doesn't rain. But there is a love like a mighty spring gushing up out of the earth; it keeps flowing forever, and is inexhaustible . . .