In Love’s Country, Language Doesn’t Have Its

Either Give Me More Wine Or Leave Me Alone.

The Garden Of The World Has No Limits, Except In Your Mind.

I Wish I Could Give You A Taste Of The Burning Fire Of Love. There Is A Fire Blazing Inside Of Me. If I Cry About It, Or If I Don’t, The Fire Is At Work, Night And Day.

You're Water. We're The Millstone. You're Wind. We're Dust Blown Up Into Shapes. You're Spirit. We're The Opening And Closing Of Our Hands. You're The Clarity. We're The Language That Tries To Say It. You're Joy. We're All The Different Kinds Of Laughing.

The Earth Turns To Gold, In The Hands Of The Wise.