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One Drop Of That Ocean Is Hope, And The Rest Is Fear.

When You Lose All Sense Of Self The Bonds Of A Thousands Chains Will Vanish. Lose Yourself Completely, Return To The Root Of The Root Of Your Own Soul.

The Spirit And The Body Carry Different Loads And Require Different Attentions. Too Often We Put The Saddlebags On Jesus And Let The Donkey Run Loose In The Pasture.

Your Eyelashes Will Write On My Heart The Poem That Could Never Come From The Pen Of A Poet.

The Soul Lives There In The Silent Breath.