Every Leaf That Grows Will Tell You:

There Is No Way Into Presence Except Through A Love Exchange.

This Is Not A Day For Asking Questions, Not A Day On Any Calendar. This Day Is Conscious Of Itself. This Day Is A Lover, Bread, And Gentleness, More Manifest Than Saying Can Say.

Love, The Supreme Musician, Is Always Playing In Our Souls

Like A Shadow, I Am And I Am Not.

I Was There In The Beginning And I Was The Spirit Of Love.