Stop Searching Here And There, The Jewels

O Seeker, Pain And Suffering Make One Aware Of God.

Poems Reach Up Like Spindrift And The Edge Of Driftwood Along The Beach, Wanting! They Derive From A Slow And Powerful Root That We Can’t See. Stop The Words Now. Open The Window In The Center Of Your Chest, And Let The Spirits Fly In And Out.

You Try To Be Faithful And Sometimes You're Cruel. You Are Mine. Then, You Leave. Without You, I Can't Cope. And When You Take The Lead, I Become Your Footstep. Your Absence Leaves A Void. Without You, I Can't Cope. You Have Disturbed My Sleep, You Have Wrecked My Image. You Have Set Me Apart. Without You, I Can't Cope.

Love Came.... And Became Like Blood In My Body. It Rushed Through My Veins And Encircled My Heart. Everywhere I Looked, I Saw One Thing.... Love's Name Written On My Limbs, On My Left Palm, On My Forehead, On The Back Of My Neck, On My Right Big Toe... Oh, My Friend, All That You See Of Me Is Just A Shell, And The Rest Belongs To Love.

Dance, When You're Broken Open. Dance, If You've Torn The Bandage Off. Dance In The Middle Of The Fighting. Dance In Your Blood. Dance When You're Perfectly Free.