Come Into My Eyes, And Look At

I’ve Been Looking For A Long, Long Time, For This Thing Called Love, I’ve Ridden Comets Across The Sky, And I’ve Looked Below And Above. Then One Day I Looked Inside Myself, And This Is What I Found, A Golden Sun Residing There, Beaming Forth God’s Light And Sound.

Smiles Come Best From Those Who Weep.

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.

However Much I Might Try To Expound Or Explain Love, When I Come To Love Itself, I Am Ashamed Of My Explanations... Love Alone Can Explain The Mysteries Of Love And Lovers.

We Bury Our Seeds And Wait, Winter Blocks The Road, Flowers Are Taken Prisoner Underground, But Then Green Justice Tenders A Spear