What I Had Thought Of Before As

Whatever Purifies You Is The Right Path, I Will Not Try To Define It.

Listen To Presences Inside Poems.

There Is A Life-force Within Your Soul, Seek That Life.

Very Little Grows On Jagged Rock. Be Ground. Be Crumbled, So Wildflowers Will Come Up Where You Are.

Shut Your Eyes So The Heart May Become Your Eye, And With That Vision Look Upon Another World. If You Can Step Away From Your Need For Self-approval, All That You Do, Top To Bottom, Will Be Approved.