It Is Love That Holds Everything Together,

Rub Your Eyes, And Look Again At Love, With Love.

Swim Out Of Your Little Pond.

Those Doing Soul Work, Who Want The Searing Truth More Than Solace Or Applause, Know Each Other Right Away. Those Who Want Something Else Turn And Take A Seat In Another Room. Soul-makers Find Each Other’s Company.

What Was Said To The Rose That Made It Open, Was Said To Me, Here In My Chest.

Let The Lover Be Disgraceful, Crazy, Absent-minded. Someone Sober Will Worry About Events Going Badly. Let The Lover Be.