The Hurt You Embrace Becomes Joy.

When I Die, I Shall Soar With Angels, And When I Die To The Angels, What I Shall Become You Cannot Imagine.

Body Of Earth, Don't Talk Of Earth Tell The Story Of Pure Mirrors The Creator Has Given You This Splendor-- Why Talk Of Anything Else?

Love Will Lay A Carpet Of Treasures Under Your Feet.

I Was A Thorn Rushing To Be With A Rose, Vinegar Blending With Honey… Then I Found Some Dirt To Make An Ointment That Would Honor My Soul… Love Says, “you Are Right, But Don’t Claim These Changes. Remember, I Am Wind. You Are An Ember I Ignite.

How Should Spring Bring Forth A Garden On Hard Stone? Become Earth, That You May Grow Flowers Of Many Colors. For You Have Been Heart-breaking Rock. Once, For The Sake Of Experiment, Be Earth!