If These Poems Repeat Themselves, Then So

Now Be Silent. Let The One Who Creates The Words Speak. He Made The Door. He Made The Lock. He Also Made The Key.

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

It Is As If A King Had Sent You To A Country To Carry Out One Special, Specific Task. You Go To The Country And You Perform A Hundred Other Tasks, But If You Have Not Performed The Task You Were Sent For, It Is As If You Have Done Nothing At All. So People Have Come Into The World For Particular Tasks, And That Is Our Purpose. If We Don't Perform It, We Will Have Done Nothing.

Every Moment I Shape My Destiny With A Chisel - I Am The Carpenter Of My Own Soul.

Break Your Pitcher Against A Rock. We Don't Need Any Longer To Haul Pieces Of The Ocean Around.