Be Melting Snow. Wash Yourself Of Yourself.

If We Come To Sleep We Are His Drowsy Ones And If We Come To Wake We Are In His Hands If We Come To Weeping We Are His Cloud Full Of Raindrops And If We Come To Laughing We Are His Lightning In That Moment If We Come To Anger And Battle It Is The Reflection Of His Wrath And If We Come To Peace And Pardon It Is The Reflection Of His Love Who Are We In This Complicated World?

My Soul Is My Guide, For My Soul Is Of That Abode. I Will Not Speak Of The Earthly. I Am Of The Unknown

Don't Look For Me In A Human Shape, I Am Inside Your Looking.

In The Garden I See Only Your Face From Trees And Blossoms I Inhale Only Your Fragrance.

Any Wine Will Get You High. Judge Like A King, And Choose The Purest, The Ones Unadulterated With Fear, Or Some Urgency About "what's Needed."