A Wounded Deer Leaps The Highest.

Bring Me The Sunset In A Cup.

The Power To Console Is Not Within Corporeal Reach - Though Its Attempt Is Precious.

To Possess Is Past The Instant; We Achieve The Joy, Immortality Contented, Were Anomaly.

A Color Stands Abroad On Solitary Hills That Silence Cannot Overtake, But Human Nature Feels.

Truth - Is As Old As God-.