My World Was Changing, And I Was

Eat Of My Deep Earth, Drink Of My Living Streams, For I Am Your Mother. Your Heart Is My Wild Drum, Your Breath My Eternal Song. If You Would Live, Dance With Me!

Third Person Allows A Deeper Exploration Of The Relationships Between Characters. We Can See Their Misunderstandings And Hear What They Think About Each Other. We Can Create A More Complex Structure With Various Story Threads Running Parallel.

You Know Not, Yet, The Sort Of Love That Strikes Like A Lightning Bolt; That Clutches Hold Of You By The Heart, As Irrevocably As Death; That Becomes The Lodestar By Which You Steer The Rest Of Your Life. I Would Not Wish Such A Love On Anyone, Man Or Woman, For It Can Make Your Life A Paradise, Or It Can Destroy You Utterly.

My Feet Will Tread Soft As A Deer In The Forest. My Mind Will Be Clear As Water From The Sacred Well. My Heart Will Be Strong As A Great Oak. My Spirit Will Spread An Eagle's Wings, And Fly Forth.

Every Man Or Woman Who Makes A Stand Helps Keep The Flame Of Freedom Burning.