There Is A Morning Inside You Waiting

And He Misses Her Like A Wind Starved Sail He Sits Knowing What Direction To Go But The Current Keeps Pulling Him Down River.

Enough Of Words. Come To Me Without A Sound.

When You See Anyone Complaining Of Such And Such A Person's Ill-nature And Bad Temper, Know That The Complainant Is Bad-tempered, Forasmuch As He Speaks Ill Of That Bad-tempered Person, Because He Alone Is Good-tempered Who Is Quietly Forbearing Towards The Bad-tempered And Ill-natured.

I Cannot Sleep In Your Presence In Your Absence, Tears Prevent Me You Watch Me My Beloved On Each Sleepiness Night And Only You See The Difference

Sorrow Prepares You For Joy. It Violently Sweeps Everything Out Of Your House, So That New Joy Can Find Space To Enter. It Shakes The Yellow Leaves From The Bough Of Your Heart, So That Fresh, Green Leaves Can Grow In Their Place. It Pulls Up The Rotten Roots, So That New Roots Hidden Beneath Have Room To Grow. Whatever Sorrow Shakes From Your Heart, Far Better Things Will Take Their Place.