The Unseen Presence Keeps Saying To Us,

O, Happy The Soul That Saw Its Own Faults.

The Images We Create Could Turn Into Wild Beasts And Tear Us To Pieces.

Be A Helpful Friend, And You Will Become A Green Tree With Always New Fruit, Always Deeper Journeys Into Love.

From Myself I Am Copper, Through You, Friend, I Am Gold. From Myself I’m A Stone, But Through You, I Am A Gem!

You Already Have The Precious Mixture That Will Make You Well. Use It.