The Strongest Passion Which I Have Is

What Are Ye Orbs? The Words Of God? The Scriptures Of The Skies?

For As Nightingales Do Upon Glow-worms Feed, So Poets Live Upon The Living Light.

Where Imperfection Ceaseth, Heaven Begins.

Sorrow Is A Stone That Crushes A Single Bearer To The Ground, While Two Are Able To Carry It With Ease.

Walk Boldly And Wisely.... There Is A Hand Above That Will Help You On.