A Seeing Eye Is Better Than Three

Your Body Is Away From Me, But There Is A Window Open From My Heart To Yours.

Poems Reach Up Like Spindrift And The Edge Of Driftwood Along The Beach, Wanting! They Derive From A Slow And Powerful Root That We Can’t See. Stop The Words Now. Open The Window In The Center Of Your Chest, And Let The Spirits Fly In And Out.

Woman Is The Light Of God.

I Seem Restless, But Am Deeply At Ease. Branches Tremble; The Roots Are Still.

God Has Planted In Your Heart [ ] The Desire To Search For Him. Do Not Look At Your Weaknesses But Focus On The Search. Every Seeker Is Worthy Of This Search. Strive To Redouble Your Efforts, So That Your Soul May Escape From This Material Prison.