And He Misses Her Like A Wind

If The Foot Of The Trees Were Not Tied To Earth, They Would Be Pursuing Me; For I Have Blossomed So Much, I Am The Envy Of The Gardens.

Wisdom Is Like The Rain. Its Source Is Unlimited, But It Comes Down According To The Season. Grocers Put Sugar In A Bag, But Their Supply Of Sugar Is Not The Amount In The Bag. When You Come To A Grocer, He Has Sugar In Abundance. But He Sees How Much Money You Have Brought And Gives Accordingly. Your Currency On This Path Is Resolution And Faith, And You Are Taught According To Your Resolution And Faith. When You Come Seeking Sugar, They Examine Your Bag To See What Its Capacity Is; Then They Measure Out Accordingly.

You, Ignorant Of The Way Of Love, Set Me Free.

I Want That Love That Moved The Mountains. I Want That Love That Split The Ocean. I Want That Love That Made The Winds Tremble. I Want That Love That Roared Like Thunder. I Want That Love That Will Raise The Dead. I Want That Love That Lifts Us To Ecstasy. I Want That Love That Is The Silence Of Eternity.

Be Quiet Now And Wait. It May Be That The Ocean One, The One We Desire So To Move Into And Become, Desires Us Out Here On Land A Little Longer, Going Our Sundry Roads To The Shore.