And If You Are A Rose, I

I Am Like The Heaven, Like The Moon, Like A Candle By Your Glow; I Am All Reason, All Love, All Soul, By Your Soul.

With Every Breath, I Plant The Seeds Of Devotion, I Am A Farmer Of The Heart.

We Are The Mirror As Well As The Face In It. We Are Tasting The Taste This Minute Of Eternity. We Are Pain And What Cures Pain Both. We Are The Sweet Cold Water And The Jar That Pours.

I Should Be Suspicious Of What I Want.

The Miracle Of Jesus Is Himself, Not What He Said Or Did.