For Only When Faithfulness Turns To Betrayal

Poems Reach Up Like Spindrift And The Edge Of Driftwood Along The Beach, Wanting! They Derive From A Slow And Powerful Root That We Can’t See. Stop The Words Now. Open The Window In The Center Of Your Chest, And Let The Spirits Fly In And Out.

The Moon Stays Bright When It Doesn't Avoid The Night.

Whatever You Lost Through Fate, Be Certain That It Saved You From Pain.

This Discipline And Rough Treatment Are A Furnace To Extract The Silver From The Dross. This Testing Purifies The Gold By Boiling The Scum Away.

There Is No Way Into Presence Except Through A Love Exchange.