Be Melting Snow. Wash Yourself Of Yourself.

I Died From A Mineral And Plant Became, Died From The Plant, Took A Sentient Frame; Died From The Beast, Donned A Human Dress - When By My Dying Did I Ever Grow Less.

Tender Words We Spoke To One Another Are Sealed In The Secret Vaults Of Heaven. One Day Like Rain, They Will Fall To Earth And Grow Green All Over The World.

Whoever Is Sitting With Friends Is In The Midst Of A Flower Garden, Though He May Be In The Fire. Whoever Sits With An Enemy Is In The Fire, Even Though He Is In The Midst Of A Garden.

They Say There Is A Doorway From Heart To Heart, But What Is The Use Of A Door When There Are No Walls?

Rise Up Nimbly And Go On Your Strange Journey To The Ocean Of Meanings.... Leave And Don't Look Away From The Sun As You Go, In Whose Light You're Sometimes Crescent, Sometimes Full.