You’re A Song, A Wished-for Song.

Love Is Reckless; Not Reason. Reason Seeks A Profit. Loves Comes On Strong, Consuming Herself Unabashed. Yet In The Midst Of Suffering Love Proceeds Like A Millstone, Hard Surfaced And Straight Forward. Having Died To Self Interest, She Risks Everything And Asks For Nothing. Love Gambles Away Every Gift God Bestows. Without Cause God Gave Us Being; Without Cause Give It Back Again. Gambling Yourself Away Is Beyond Any Religion. Religion Seeks Grace And Favor, But Those Who Gamble These Away Are God's Favorites, For They Neither Put God To The Test Nor Knock At The Door Of Gain And Loss.

Practice Patience; It Is The Essence Of Praise. Have Patience, For That Is True Worship. No Other Worship Is Worth As Much. Have Patience; Patience Is The Key To All Relief.

I Grow Silent. Dear Soul, You Speak.

You Left Ground And Sky Weeping, Mind And Soul Full Of Grief. No One Can Take Your Place In Existence Or In Absence.

Your Legs Will Get Heavy And Tired. Then Comes A Moment Of Feeling The Wings You've Grown, Lifting.