Anyone Who Knows Me, Should Learn To

I Want Your Sun To Reach My Raindrops, So Your Heat Can Raise My Soul Upward Like A Cloud.

When Water Is Still Like A Mirror It Can Behold The Moon.

We Began As Mineral. We Emerged Into Plant Life, And Into The Animal State, And Then Into Being Human, And Always We Have Forgotten Our Former States, Except In Early Spring When We Slightly Recall Being Green Again.

The Moon Has Become A Dancer At This Festival Of Love.

You Already Have The Precious Mixture That Will Make You Well. Use It.