To Wander In The Fields Of Flowers,

You Have Been Walking The Ocean's Edge, Holding Up Your Robes To Keep Them Dry. You Must Dive Naked Under And Deeper Under, A Thousand Times Deeper. Love Flows Down. The Ground Submits To The Sky And Suffers What Comes. Tell Me, Is The Earth Worse For Giving In Like That? Do Not Put Blankets Over The Drum. Open Completely.

Every Bird Will Follow It's Specie.

Before Death Takes Away What You Are Given, Give Away What There Is To Give.

I Opened My Arms To Love And Love Embraced Me Like A Lover

Respond To Every Call That Excites Your Spirit.