When You Are Everywhere, You Are Nowhere.

Sit, Be Still, And Listen, Because You're Drunk And We're At The Edge Of The Roof.

The Lover Is Ever Drunk With Love. He Is Mad. She Is Free. He Sings With Delight. She Dances In Ecstasy. Caught By Our Own Thoughts, We Worry About Everything. But Once We Get Drunk On That Love Whatever Will Be, Will Be.

Love Is Fearless In The Midst Of The Sea Of Fear.

The World Is Like A Courtroom, With God As Our Judge. We Are Called Upon To Fulfill Our Covenant With God, Who Asked, "am I Not Your Lord?" To Which We Answered, "yea." And Since Here On Earth We Are On Trial, Our Every Word And Action Form The Witness To And The Evidence Of That Agreement.

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.