Every Tree, Every Growing Thing As It

Love So Needs To Love That It Will Endure Almost Anything, Even Abuse, Just To Flicker For A Moment. But The Sky's Mouth Is Kind, Its Song Will Never Hurt You, For I Sing Those Words.

The Unseen Presence Keeps Saying To Us, ‘you Are Joy!’

The Source Is Within You. And This Whole World Is Springing Up From It.

There Is Some Kiss We Want With The Whole Of Our Lives.

Love Is The Cure, For Your Pain Will Keep Giving Birth To More Pain Until Your Eyes Constantly Exhale Love As Effortlessly As Your Body Yields Its Scent.