Speak With The Language Of Love.

This Is How It Always Is When I Finish A Poem. A Great Silence Overcomes Me And I Wonder Why I Ever Thought To Use Language.

Stars Burn Clear All Night Till Dawn. Do That Yourself, And A Spring Will Rise In The Dark With Water Your Deepest Thirst Is For.

Sometimes The Shadow Stays Next To The Light. Sometimes It Disappears Into The Light

The Moment I First Heard Love I Gave Up My Soul, My Heart, And My Eyes.

The World Is A Mirror, An Imaging Of Love's Perfection.