The Sea That Calls All Things Unto

Beauty Is Life When Life Unveils Her Holy Face.

Then It Is Also In My Heart To Be Worthy Of Your Hate.

Love Gives Naught But Itself And Takes Naught But From Itself.

Do Not Fear The Thorns In Your Path, For They Draw Only Corrupt Blood.

But Now I Have Learned To Listen To Silence. To Hear Its Choirs Singing The Song Of Ages, Chanting The Hymns Of Space, And Disclosing The Secrets Of Eternity.