The Feelings Trembled And Flapped In His

I Should Sell My Tongue And Buy A Thousand Ears When That One Steps Near And Begins To Speak.

I Drank That Wine Of Which The Soul Is Its Vessel. Its Ecstasy Has Stolen My Intellect Away. A Light Came And Kindled A Flame In The Depth Of My Soul. A Light So Radiant That The Sun Orbits Around It Like A Butterfly.

This Is A Subtle Truth. Whatever You Love, You Are.

In Silence There Is Eloquence. Stop Weaving And See How The Pattern Improves.

O My Choice Beauty You've Gone But Your Love Remains In My Heart Your Image In My Eye O Guide On My Winding Road I Keep Turning Round And Round In The Hopes Of Finding You