Love Is Our Steady Guide On This

There Are No Edges To My Loving Now.

Listen With Ears Of Tolerance! See Through The Eyes Of Compassion! Speak With The Language Of Love

Even Though You Tie A Hundred Knots, The String Remains One.

When You Eventually See Through The Veils To How Things Really Are, You Will Keep Saying Again And Again, This Is Certainly Not Like We Thought It Was.

We Bury Our Seeds And Wait, Winter Blocks The Road, Flowers Are Taken Prisoner Underground, But Then Green Justice Tenders A Spear