Whoever Brought Me Here Will Have To

There's No Cure, Except The Retreat Into Love, For The Suffering Of Subtly Afflicted Hearts.

Do Good To The People For The Sake Of God Or For The Peace Of Your Own Soul That You May Always See What Is Pure And Save Your Heart From The Darkness Of Hate

Be Kind To Yourself, Dear - To Our Innocent Follies. Forget Any Sounds Or Touch You Knew That Did Not Help You Dance. You Will Come To See That All Evolves Us.

Every Midwife Knows That Not Until A Mother’s Womb Softens From The Pain Of Labor Will A Way Unfold And The Infant Find That Opening To Be Born. Oh Friend! There Is Treasure In Your Heart, It Is Heavy With Child. Listen. All The Awakened Ones, Like Trusted Midwives Are Saying, 'welcome This Pain. It Opens The Dark Passage Of Grace.

You And I Have Spoken All These Words, But For The Way We Have To Go,words Are No Preparation. I Have One Small Drop Of Knowing In My Soul. Let It Dissolve In Your Ocean