This Poetry. I Never Know What I'm

Oh Soul, You Worry Too Much. You Have Seen Your Own Strength. You Have Seen Your Own Beauty. You Have Seen Your Golden Wings. Of Anything Less, Why Do You Worry? You Are In Truth The Soul, Of The Soul, Of The Soul.

Don't Try To Steer The Boat. Don't Open Shop For Yourself. Listen. Keep Silent. You Are Not God's Mouthpiece. Try To Be An Ear, And If You Do Speak, Ask For Explanations.

How Far Is The Light Of The Moon From The Moon? How Far Is The Taste Of Candy From The Lip?

He Alone Has The Right To Break, For He Alone Has The Power To Mend.

Close The Language-door, And Open The Love-window