The Art Of Knowing Is Knowing What

If I Gaze At My Beloved She May Feel Embarrassed And If I Do Not, She Will Feel Neglected. I Can See The Stars Reflecting In The Calm Water Of Her Face But If I Look Away I Lose My Clarity.

War, Like Children's Fights, Are Meaningless, Pitiless, And Contemptible.

When Soul Rises Into Lips You Feel The Kiss You Have Wanted

Wear Gratitude Like A Cloak And It Will Feed Every Corner Of Your Life.

Be Helpless, Dumbfounded, Unable To Say Yes Or No. Then A Stretcher Will Come From Grace To Gather Us Up. We Are Too Dull-eyed To See That Beauty. If We Say We Can, We’re Lying. If We Say No, We Don’t See It, That No Will Behead Us And Shut Tight Our Window Onto Spirit. So Let Us Rather Not Be Sure Of Anything, Beside Ourselves, And Only That, So Miraculous Beings Come Running To Help. Crazed, Lying In A Zero Circle, Mute, We Shall Be Saying Finally, With Tremendous Eloquence, Lead Us. When We Have Totally Surrendered To That Beauty, We Shall Be A Mighty Kindness.