You've Come To Know The Fortunate And

Let Yourself Be Gently Pulled By The Deeper Desire Of What You Want.

Open The Window Of Your Heart And Let The Spirit Speak

At Night, I Open The Window And Ask The Moon To Come And Press Its Face Against Mine. Breathe Into Me. Close The Language-door And Open The Love-window. The Moon Won't Use The Door, Only The Window.

I Am An Ark In The Swift Flood Of Time, And My Companions, A Fellowship. Who Throws In With Us Sails Into Light.

You Had Better Run From Me. My Words Are Fire.