I Used To Read The Myths Of

Why Should I Be Unhappy? Each Parcel Of My Being Is In Full Bloom.

Lightning, Your Presence From Ground To Sky, No One Knows What Becomes Of Me, When You Take Me So Quickly.

Stop, Open Up, Surrender The Beloved Blind Silence. Stay There Until You See You're Looking At The Light With Infinite Eyes.

Love Is An Open Secret, The Most Obvious Thing In The World And The Most Hidden, With No Why To How It Keeps Its Mystery.

Do Thou Smile Like The Rose At Loss And Gain; For The Rose, Though Its Petals Be Torn Asunder, Still Smiles On, And It Is Never Cast Down.