Every Tree, Every Growing Thing As It

I Am So Happy, I Cannot Be Contained In The World; But Like A Spirit, I Am Hidden From The Eyes Of The World.

Your Heart Mirrors Not His Love, Rusty With Your Sins It Is, Remove This Rust And You Shall Perceive How Glorious He Is.

The Garden Of The World Has No Limits Except In Your Mind. Its Presence Is More Beautiful Than The Stars With More Clarity Than The Polished Mirror Of Your Heart.

When I Die, I Shall Soar With Angels, And When I Die To The Angels, What I Shall Become You Cannot Imagine.

Why, When God's World Is So Big, Did You Fall Asleep In A Prison, Of All Places?