Be Watchful - The Grace Of God

Limp Along Until Your Legs Are Spent, And You Fall Flat And Your Energy Is Drained. Then The Grace Of The Divine Will Lift You.

At Night, I Open The Window And Ask The Moon To Come And Press Its Face Against Mine. Breathe Into Me. Close The Language-door And Open The Love-window. The Moon Won't Use The Door, Only The Window.

Come Out Of The Circle Of Time And Into The Circle Of Love.

A Lover's Life Lies In Death. You Shall Not Find A Heart Without Losing The Heart.

I, You, He, She, We In The Garden Of Mystic Lovers, These Are Not True Distinctions.