Good To Forgive, Best To Forget.

Boot, Saddle, To Horse, And Away!

Such Ever Was Love's Way: To Rise, It Stoops.

There Shall Never Be One Lost Good! What Was, Shall Live As Before; The Evil Is Null, Is Nought, Is Silence Implying Sound; What Was Good Shall Be Good, With For Evil So Much Good More; On The Earth The Broken Arcs; In The Heaven, A Perfect Round.

My Sun Sets To Rise Again.

Our Aspirations Are Our Responsibilities.