Deeds Cannot Dream What Dreams Can Do

Love Is A Deeper Season Than Reason; My Sweet One

One Day Anyone Died I Guess (and Noone Stooped To Kiss His Face) Busy Folk Buried Them Side By Side Little By Little And Was By Was

The Courage To Receive Time's Mightiest Dream.

Seeming's Enough For Slaves Of Space And Time - Ours Is The Now And Here Of Freedom. Come.

Love Is The Every Only God