Forget The Future. I'd Worship Someone Who

When I Am Silent, I Have Thunder Hidden Inside.

Love's Creed Is Separate From All Religions.

Beg Of God The Removal Of Envy, That God May Deliver You From Externals, And Bestow Upon You An Inward Occupation, Which Will Absorb You So That Your Attention Is Not Drawn Away.

When Love Itself Comes To Kiss You, Don't Hold Back!

I Seem Restless, But Am Deeply At Ease. Branches Tremble; The Roots Are Still.