God Looks Not At Your Form, Nor

Your Happy Songs Bring To Me The Scent Of Heaven. Please Keep Singing!

Whenever You Are Alone, Remind Yourself That God Has Sent Everyone Else Away So That There Is Only You And Him.

With Each Passing Moment, A Soul Sets Off To Find Itself.

Oh Soul! You Worry Too Much. Your Arms Are Heavy With Treasures Of All Kinds.

Water, Stories, The Body, All The Things We Do, Are Mediums That Hid And Show What's Hidden.