Love Insists The Loved Loves Back

I Made My Own House Be My Gallows.

There Is A Gentle Thought That Often Springs To Life In Me, Because It Speaks Of You.

I Did Not Die, And Yet I Lost Life’s Breath

Thus You May Understand That Love Alone Is The True Seed Of Every Merit In You, And Of All Acts For Which You Must Atone.

From A Small Spark, Great Flame Has Risen.