O, Happy The Soul That Saw Its

Let The Beloved Be A Hat Pulled Down Firmly On My Head.

Tender Words We Spoke To One Another Are Sealed In The Secret Vaults Of Heaven. One Day Like Rain, They Will Fall To Earth And Grow Green All Over The World.

Nothing Can Nourish The Soul But Light.

Stop, Open Up, Surrender The Beloved Blind Silence. Stay There Until You See You're Looking At The Light With Infinite Eyes.

The Day Is Conscious Of Itself.