The Garden Of The World Has No

No Longer A Stranger, You Listen All Day To These Crazy Love-words. Like A Bee You Fill Hundreds Of Homes With Honey, Though Yours Is A Long Flight From Here.

The Work Of Magic Is This, That It Breathes And At Every Breath Transforms Realities.

I Said To The Night, "if You Are In Love With The Moon, It Is Because You Never Stay For Long." The Night Turned To Me And Said, "it Is Not My Fault. I Never See The Sun, How Can I Know That Love Is Endless?

If We Come To Sleep We Are His Drowsy Ones And If We Come To Wake We Are In His Hands If We Come To Weeping We Are His Cloud Full Of Raindrops And If We Come To Laughing We Are His Lightning In That Moment If We Come To Anger And Battle It Is The Reflection Of His Wrath And If We Come To Peace And Pardon It Is The Reflection Of His Love Who Are We In This Complicated World?

My Beloved Grows Right Out Of My Own Heart. How Much More Union Can There Be.