Stop Looking For Something Out There And

Every Rose That Is Sweet-scented Within, That Rose Is Telling Of The Secrets Of The Universal.

Your Grief For What You've Lost Lifts A Mirror Up To Where You're Bravely Working.

There Is A Sun Within Every Person.

You Left Ground And Sky Weeping, Mind And Soul Full Of Grief. No One Can Take Your Place In Existence Or In Absence.

They Try To Say What You Are, Spiritual Or Sexual? They Wonder About Solomon And All His Wives. In The Body Of The World, They Say, There Is A Soul And You Are That. But We Have Ways Within Each Other That Will Never Be Said By Anyone.