I Never Really Cared For The Things

The Silk Worm I Stood Before A Silk Worm One Day. And That Night My Heart Said To Me, "i Can Do Things Like That, I Can Spin Skies, I Can Be Woven Into Love That Can Bring Warmth To People; I Can Be Soft Against A Crying Face, I Can Be Wings That Lift, And I Can Travel On My Thousand Feet Throughout The Earth, My Sacs Filled With The Sacred." And I Replied To My Heart, "dear, Can You Really Do All Those Things?" And It Just Nodded "yes" In Silence. So We Began And Will Never Cease.

However Much I Might Try To Expound Or Explain Love, When I Come To Love Itself, I Am Ashamed Of My Explanations... Love Alone Can Explain The Mysteries Of Love And Lovers.

To Me Nothing In The World Is As Precious As A Genuine Smile, Especially From A Child.

Like A Sculptor, If Necessary, Carve A Friend Out Of Stone. Realize That Your Inner Sight Is Blind And Try To See A Treasure In Everyone.

Lovers O Lovers, Lovers It Is Time To Set Out From The World. I Hear A Drum In My Soul's Ear Coming From The Depths Of The Stars. Our Camel Driver Is At Work; The Caravan Is Being Readied. He Asks That We Forgive Him For The Disturbance He Has Caused Us, He Asks Why We Travellers Are Asleep. Everywhere The Murmur Of Departure; The Stars, Like Candles Thrust At Us From Behind Blue Veils, And As If To Make The Invisible Plain, A Wondrous People Have Come Forth.