Let The Beauty We Love Do What

Our Purpose Here On Earth: To Manifest The Very Nature Of Our Spirit, Which Is Touched By The Spirit Of God.

Little By Little, Wean Yourself. This Is The Gist Of What I Have To Say. From An Embryo Whose Nourishment Comes In The Blood, Move To An Infant Drinking Milk, To A Child On Solid Food, To A Searcher After Wisdom, To A Hunter Of Invisible Game.

Until The Juice Ferments A While In The Cask, It Isn't Wine. If You Wish Your Heart To Be Bright, You Must Do A Little Work.

Body Of Earth, Don't Talk Of Earth Tell The Story Of Pure Mirrors The Creator Has Given You This Splendor-- Why Talk Of Anything Else?

I Smile Like A Flower Not Only With My Lips But With My Whole Being.