In The Middle Of My Heart, A

I Hear A Drum In My Soul's Ear Coming From The Depth Of The Stars.

In The Friend-place Nothing True Can Be Said. Let Me Just Be Here.

If You Are Irritated By Every Rub, How Will Your Mirror Be Polished?

Where, With Your One Rose You Can Buy Hundreds Of Rose Gardens?

There Is A Candle In Your Heart, Ready To Be Kindled. There Is A Void In Your Soul, Ready To Be Filled. You Feel It, Don't You?