Love Is A Tree; And Lovers Are

When I Die, I Shall Soar With Angels, And When I Die To The Angels, What I Shall Become You Cannot Imagine.

He Who Tastes Not, Knows Not.

When Love Is Not Accepted Move On; When Love Is Not Appreciated Walk Away; Hopefully Time Will Teach What Real, True Love Is.

What Is A Tiny Insignificant Seed That, When Spring Arrives, It Should Not Be Annihilated For A Tree To Arrive.

Look Carefully Around You And Recognize The Luminosity Of Souls. Sit Beside Those Who Draw You To That.