The Male Quality Is The Creative Gift.

Natural Heart's Ivy, Patience Masks Our Ruins Of Wrecked Past Purpose.

Glory Be To God For Dappled Things.

I Have Desired To Go Where Springs Not Fail, To Fields Where Flies No Sharp And Sided Hail And A Few Lilies Blow.

Even With One Companion Ecstasy Is Almost Banished.

All Things Therefore Are Charged With Love, Are Charged With God And If We Knew How To Touch Them Give Off Sparks And Take Fire, Yield Drops And Flow, Ring And Tell Of Him.