The Ageless Melody, Unheard, Heals; The Healing

I Am A Poet Who Composes What Life Proses, And Who Proses What Life Composes.

Love Is The Only Freedom In The World Because It So Elevates The Spirit That The Laws Of Humanity And The Phenomena Of Nature Do Not Alter Its Course.

It Is Not The Sap Within The Furrowed Bark, Nor A Wing Attached To A Claw, But Rather A Garden Forever In Bloom And A Flock Of Angels Forever In Flight.

Your Living Is Determined Not So Much By What Life Brings To You As By The Attitude You Bring To Life; Not So Much By What Happens To You As By The Way Your Mind Looks At What Happens.

Trickery Succeeds Sometimes, But It Always Commits Suicide.