The Tears That You Spill, The Sorrowful,

Your Clothes Conceal Much Of Your Beauty, Yet They Hide Not The Unbeautiful.

Know, Therefore, That From The Greater Silence I Shall Return... Forget Not That I Shall Come Back To You... A Little While, A Moment Of Rest Upon The Wind, And Another Woman Shall Bear Me.

You See But Your Shadow When You Turn Your Back To The Sun.

Doubt Is A Pain Too Lonely To Know That Faith Is His Twin Brother. Doubt Is A Foundling Unhappy And Astray, And Though His Own Mother Who Gave Him Birth Should Find Him And Enfold Him, He Would Withdraw In Caution And In Fear.

Knowledge Cultivates Your Seeds And Does Not Sow In Your Seeds.