Through space the universe encompasses and swallows me up like an atom; through thought I comprehend the world.

Bats drink on the wing, like swallows, by sipping the surface, as they play over pools and streams.

The trick is to teach yourself to read in small sips as well as long swallows.

Peace is white sun reflections on summer pear trees, and ocean mist droplets defying gravity by air currents. Peace is caffeinated goodbye-kissing and velvet smiles laced with credence. Trumpet horns sound off the coming of Blue Jays, Swallows and Chickadee's. And there is no sadness echoing within or without. There is a taste of God in every grass blade and car horn raging in the city. The stop lights are all green, and there are children playing in the fountains. A dog laps my hand, and finally-I remembered what it's all about.

One swallows the lie that flatters, but sips the bitter truth drop by drop.

As it fades, I see the truth - in plain sight, yet hidden all along. We are all children of blood and bone. All instruments of vengeance and virtue. This truth holds me close, rocking me like a child in a mother's arms. It binds me in its love as death swallows me in its grasp.

It wouldn't be God if He didn't go beyond the limits of things men could do; and so He loved so wholly it swallows up, so deeply it sinks far, so widely it reaches all, so highly it cannot be attained else where; and to talk about how long His love is, is to never end His praise. He has loved us so perfectly indeed.

Bats drink on the wing like swallows by sipping the surface as they play over pools and streams.

Anger is the enemy of non-violence and pride is a monster that swallows it up.