Stop Learning. Start Knowing

This Is What Love Does And Continues To Do. It Tastes Like Honey To Adults And Milk To Children.

You Left Ground And Sky Weeping, Mind And Soul Full Of Grief. No One Can Take Your Place In Existence, Or In Absence. Both Mourn, The Angels, The Prophets, And This Sadness I Feel Has Taken From Me The Taste Of Language, So That I Cannot Say The Flavor Of My Being Apart.

If You Don't Try To Fly And So Break Yourself Apart, You Will Be Broken Open By Death, When It's Too Late For All You Could Become.

Most People Guard Against Going Into The Fire, And So End Up In It.

Lamps Are Different, But Light Is The Same.