Is It Really So That The One

Silence Is The Sea, And Speech Is Like The River. The Sea Is Seeking You: Don't Seek The River. Don't Turn Your Head Away From The Signs Offered By The Sea.

Swim Out Of Your Little Pond.

Prayer Clears The Mist And Brings Back Peace To The Soul . . .

I Am Amazed At The Seeker Of Purity When Time For Polishing Comes Complaints Of Harsh Treatment Love Is A Lawsuit Without Evidence, You Will Not Win My Son, When One Beats The Rug The Beating Is Not Intended Against The Rug But Against The Dust Inside The Rug My Son, That Harsh Treatment Is Not Intended Against You But Against The Ill Qualities Inside You

And Patience Flees My Heart, And Reason Flees My Mind. Oh, How Drunk Can I Get To Be, Without Your Love's Security?