Yesterday Was Glory And Joy. Today, A

Inside Of Us, There's A Continual Autumn. Our Leaves Fall And Are Blown Out Over The Water.

This Place Is A Dream. Only A Sleeper Considers It Real. Then Death Comes Like Dawn, And You Wake Up Laughing At What You Thought Was Your Grief.

You Are An Ocean In A Drop Of Dew, All The Universes In A Thin Sack Of Blood. What Are These Pleasures Then, These Joys, These Worlds That You Keep Reaching For, Hoping They Will Make You More Alive?

What A Relief To Be Empty! Then God Can Live Your Life.

You Think You Are Alive Because You Breathe Air? Shame On You, That You Are Alive In Such A Limited Way. Don't Be Without Love, So You Won't Feel Dead. Die In Love And Stay Alive Forever.