Listen To Presences Inside Poems.

As You Start To Walk On The Way, The Way Appears.

There Is A Field Beyond All Notions Of Right And Wrong. Come, Meet Me There.

One Of The Marvels Of The World: The Sight Of A Soul Sitting In Prison With The Key In Its Hand.

Don't Turn Away. Keep Your Gaze On The Bandaged Place. That's Where The Light Enters You.

I Never Really Cared For The Things Of This World. It Was The Glow Of Your Presence That Filled It With Beauty.