I Dwell In Possibility.

I Dwell In Possibilities .

He Ate And Drank The Precious Words, His Spirit Grew Robust; He Knew No More That He Was Poor, Nor That His Frame Was Dust.

Behold This Little Bane- The Boon Of All Alive- As Common As It Is Unknown The Name Of It Is Love.

A Deed Knocks First At Thought And Then - It Knocks At Will - That Is The Manufacturing Spot.

The Career Of Flowers Differs From Ours Only Inaudibleness.