There Is A Path From Me To

Love Rushed Into My Veins Emptying Me Of Myself. Now Filled With The Beloved My Only Possession Is My Name.

If The Foot Of The Trees Were Not Tied To Earth, They Would Be Pursuing Me; For I Have Blossomed So Much, I Am The Envy Of The Gardens.

Never Be Without Remembrance Of Him, For His Remembrance Gives Strength And Wings To The Bird Of The Spirit.

You've Seen My Descent, Now Watch My Rising.

In This Mob Of I's Inside, Which One Is Me? Hear Me Out. I Know I'm Wandering, But Don't Start Putting A Lid On This Racket. No Telling What I'll Do Then. Every Moment I'm Thrown By Your Story. One Moment It's Happy, And I'm Singing. One Moment It's Sad, And I'm Weeping. It Turns Bitter, And I Pull Away. But Then You Spill A Little Grace, And Just Like That, I'm All Light. It's Not So Bad, This Arrangement, Actually.