Keep Silent, Because The World Of Silence

Reason Is The Shadow Cast By God; God Is The Sun.

Lovers Move Like Lightning And Wind. No Contest. Theologians Mumble, Rumble-dumble, Necessity And Free Will, While Lover And Beloved Pull Themselves Into Each Other.

Very Little Grows On Jagged Rock. Be Ground. Be Crumbled, So Wildflowers Will Come Up Where You Are.

Your Body Is Woven From The Light Of Heaven.

Every Tree, Every Growing Thing As It Grows, Says This Truth, You Harvest What You Sow.