Hall Of Love Has Ten Thousand Swords.

The Heart Has Its Own Language. The Heart Knows A Hundred Thousand Ways To Speak.

What I Most Want Is To Spring Out Of This Personality, Then To Sit Apart From That Leaping. I've Lived Too Long Where I Can Be Reached.

The Silk Worm I Stood Before A Silk Worm One Day. And That Night My Heart Said To Me, "i Can Do Things Like That, I Can Spin Skies, I Can Be Woven Into Love That Can Bring Warmth To People; I Can Be Soft Against A Crying Face, I Can Be Wings That Lift, And I Can Travel On My Thousand Feet Throughout The Earth, My Sacs Filled With The Sacred." And I Replied To My Heart, "dear, Can You Really Do All Those Things?" And It Just Nodded "yes" In Silence. So We Began And Will Never Cease.

A Wealth You Cannot Imagine Flows Through You. Do Not Consider What Strangers Say. Be Secluded In Your Secret Heart-house, That Bowl Of Silence.

The World Is A Mirror, An Imaging Of Love's Perfection.