Rise Up Nimbly And Go On Your

Love Risks Everything And Asks For Nothing.

The Waterwheel Accepts Water And Turns And Gives It Away, Weeping.

A Candle Never Loses Any Of Its Light While Lighting Up Another Candle.

There’s A Morning When Presence Comes Over Your Soul. You Sing Like A Rooster In Your Earth-colored Shape. Your Heart Hears And, No Longer Frantic, Begins To Dance.

I Hear A Drum In My Soul's Ear Coming From The Depth Of The Stars.