If You Yearn For Holy Felicity, Shed

Happy, Not From Anything That Happens. Warm, Not From Fire Or A Hot Bath. Light, I Register Zero On A Scale.

On The Way There Is No Harder Pass Than This: Fortunate Is He Who Does Not Carry Envy As A Companion.

Come On Sweetheart Let's Adore One Another Before There Is No More Of You And Me

To Wander In The Fields Of Flowers, Pull The Thorns From Your Heart.

Be Suspicious Of What You Want.