Friendship Of The Wise Is Good; A

We Bury Our Seeds And Wait, Winter Blocks The Road, Flowers Are Taken Prisoner Underground, But Then Green Justice Tenders A Spear

I Become A Waterwheel, Turning And Tasting You, As Long As Water Moves.

I Have Found The Heart And Will Never Leave This House Of Light.

Be Crumbled. So Wild Flowers Will Come Up Where You Are. You Have Been Stony For Too Many Years. Try Something Different. Surrender.

Wings Of Love Long Only To Fly Away From All Directions.