Where, With Your One Rose You Can

Listen To Presences Inside Poems, Let Them Take You Where They Will. Follow Those Private Hints, And Never Leave The Premises.

My Sight My Heart My Life All Three Words I Have Woven Into One ... Love.

Feel The Delight Of Walking In The Noisy Street And Being The Noise.

The Mind Says There Is Nothing Beyond The Physical World; The Heart Says There Is, And I've Been There Many Times.

You Believe God Is Not There, But He Is, Hidden In The Secret Of The Divine Mystery