This Is How I Would Die Into

Thirst Drove Me Down To The Water Where I Drank The Moon's Reflection.

I Do Not Know Who Lives Here In My Chest, Or Why The Smile Comes. I Am Not Myself, More The Bare Green Knob Of A Rose That Lost Every Leaf And Petal To The Morning Wind.

What In Your Life Is Calling You, When All The Noise Is Silenced, The Meetings Adjourned... The Lists Laid Aside, And The Wild Iris Blooms By Itself In The Dark Forest... What Still Pulls On Your Soul?

Although I May Try To Describe Love, When I Experience It, I Am Speechless.

Every Moment, A Voice, Out Of This World, Calls On Our Soul, To Wake Up And Rise.