I heard about those "star crossed lovers"
even read their story, once.

Hard as it may seem, I knew love was so much more, so much more, so much more.

A search for love can be sparked, indeed always is so personal.

I used to watch those Hari Krishna lovers, meditators, mantra singers, orange robed and semolina, eating.

Entranced by their happiness, they pointed to a different way.

Many years later, I discovered the universal spiritual experience of silence,

a silence not only in the East, but very much in the Western Christian tradition of monk and hermit.