Every Tree, Every Growing Thing As It

You’re A Song, A Wished-for Song.

This Is The Essence Of All Sciences - That You Should Know Who You Will Be When The Day Of Reckoning Arrives.

Let Your Throat-song Be Clear And Strong Enough To Make An Emperor Fall Full-length Suppliant, At The Door.

Tender Words We Spoke To One Another Are Sealed In The Secret Vaults Of Heaven. One Day Like Rain, They Will Fall To Earth And Grow Green All Over The World.

Now Is The Time To Unite The Soul And The World. Now Is The Time To See The Sunlight Dancing As One With The Shadows.