My Souls Sits In Silence, And Then

Break Your Pitcher Against A Rock. We Don't Need Any Longer To Haul Pieces Of The Ocean Around.

Physical Existence Is So Cramped.we Grow Old And Bent Over Like Embryos.nine Months Passes;it Is Time To Be Born. The Lamb Wants To Graze Green Daylight. There Are Ways Of Being Born Twice,of Coming To Where You Fly,not Individually Like Birds, But As The Sun Moves With His Bride,sincerity.

What A Piece Of Bread Looks Like Depends On Whether You Are Hungry Or Not.

Angels Dance Only With You, Beloved And Only Before You Do I Bow In Adoration. You May Accept Me Or Not But I Will Be At Your Feet Forever.

The One Who Has A Good Friend Doesn't Need Any Mirror.