This Poetry. I Never Know What I'm

Love's Nationality Is Separate From All Other Religions, The Lover's Religion And Nationality Is The Beloved (god). The Lover's Cause Is Separate From All Other Causes Love Is The Astrolabe Of God's Mysteries.

Someone Who Does Not Run Toward The Allure Of Love Walks A Road Where Nothing Lives. But This Dove Here Senses The Love Hawk Floating Above, And Waits, And Will Not Be Driven Or Scared To Safety.

Listen To Presences Inside Poems.

Yesterday I Was Clever, So I Wanted To Change The World. Today I Am Wise, So I Am Changing Myself.

Daylight, Full Of Small Dancing Particles. Can You See Them When I Whisper In Your Ear?