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Wear Gratitude Like A Cloak And It Will Feed Every Corner Of Your Life.

Like The Birds Of The Sea, Men Come From The Ocean-the Ocean Of The Soul. How Could This Bird, Born From That Sea, Make His Dwelling Here?

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.

Where, With Your One Rose You Can Buy Hundreds Of Rose Gardens?

Love Cannot Be Learned Or Taught. Love Comes As Grace.