A Secret Freedom Opens Through A Crevice

While Still In The Cage Of Your Being Behold The Spirit Bird Before It Flies Away.

The Ground's Generosity Takes In Our Compost And Grows Beauty! Try To Be More Like The Ground.

Every Moment Is Made Glorious By The Light Of Love.

Bitter Your Acts, Bitter Am I, Kindness Your Deeds, Kindness Am I, Pleasant And Gentle, So You Are, Fine Honeyed Lips And Sweet Talker.

I Saw Grief Drinking A Cup Of Sorrow And Called Out, 'it Tastes Sweet, Does It Not?' 'you've Caught Me,' Grief Answered, 'and You've Ruined My Business. How Can I Sell Sorrow, When You Know It's A Blessing?