Each Has To Enter The Nest Made

If You Were A Blade Of Grass Or A Tiny Flower I Will Pitch My Tent In Your Shadow. Only Your Presence Revives My Withered Heart. You Are The Candle That Lights The Whole World And I Am An Empty Vessel For Your Light.

What A Relief To Be Empty! Then God Can Live Your Life.

This Is A Subtle Truth. Whatever You Love, You Are.

Rise Up Nimbly And Go On Your Strange Journey!

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.