Bring Anger And Pride Under Your Feet,

If You Put Your Soul Against The Oar With Me, The Power That Made The Universe Will Enter Your Sinew From A Source Not Outside Of Your Limbs, But From A Holy Realm That Lives Within Us.

Where The Lips Are Silent The Heart Has A Thousand Tongues.

I Am Dying Into Your Mystery, And Dying, I Am Now No Other Than That Mystery. I Open To Your Majesty As An Orchard Welcomes Rain, And Twenty Times That.

Speak Little, Learn The Words Of Eternity. Go Beyond Your Tangled Thoughts And Find The Splendor Of Paradise.

Ignore Those That Make You Fearful And Sad, That Degrade You Back Towards Disease And Death.