Let Silence Speak To You About The

Poems Are Rough Notations For The Music We Are.

When I Die, I Shall Soar With Angels, And When I Die To The Angels, What I Shall Become You Cannot Imagine.

Every Leaf That Grows Will Tell You: What You Sow Will Bear Fruit, So If You Have Any Sense My Friend, Don't Plant Anything But Love.

They Are The Privileged Lovers Who Create A New World With Their Eyes Of Fiery Passion.

Tie Two Birds Together. They Will Not Be Able To Fly, Even Though They Now Have Four Wings.