And So It Is, That Both The

This Discipline And Rough Treatment Are A Furnace To Extract The Silver From The Dross. This Testing Purifies The Gold By Boiling The Scum Away.

I Was There In The Beginning And I Was The Spirit Of Love.

Tree Limbs Rise And Fall Like The Ecstatic Arms Of Those Who Have Submitted To The Mystical Life. Leaf Sounds Talk Together Like Poets Making Fresh Metaphors.

Friend, Our Closeness Is This: Anywhere You Put Your Foot, Feel Me In The Firmness Under You.

May These Vows And This Marriage Be Blessed.