My Souls Sits In Silence, And Then

The Gifts Of Lovers To One Another Are, In Respect To Love, Nothing But Forms; Yet, They Testify To Invisible Love.

My Dear Soul, Flee From The Worthless, Stay Close Only To Those With A Pure Heart. Like Attracts Like. A Crow Will Lead You To The Graveyard, A Parrot To A Lump Of Sugar.

I Closed My Mouth And Spoke To You In A Hundred Silent Ways.

All My Feelings Have The Color You Desire To Paint.

Lovers O Lovers, Lovers It Is Time To Set Out From The World. I Hear A Drum In My Soul's Ear Coming From The Depths Of The Stars. Our Camel Driver Is At Work; The Caravan Is Being Readied. He Asks That We Forgive Him For The Disturbance He Has Caused Us, He Asks Why We Travellers Are Asleep. Everywhere The Murmur Of Departure; The Stars, Like Candles Thrust At Us From Behind Blue Veils, And As If To Make The Invisible Plain, A Wondrous People Have Come Forth.