I Lose And Find Myself In The

The Soul Has Many Motions, Body One.

The Self Says, I Am; The Heart Says, I Am Less; The Spirit Says, You Are Nothing.

In A Dark Time, The Eye Begins To See / I Meet My Shadow In The Deepening Shade...dark, Dark My Light, And Darker My Desire.

Be Sure That Whatever You Are Is You.

Long Live The Weeds That Overwhelm My Narrow Vegetable Realm! The Bitter Rock, The Barren Soil That Force The Son Of Man To Toil; All Things Unholy, Marred By Curse, The Ugly Of The Universe.