You Already Have The Precious Mixture That

Your Acts Of Kindness Are Iridescent Wings Of Divine Love, Which Linger And Continue To Uplift Others Long After Your Sharing.

You Must Ask For What You Really Want. / Don't Go Back To Sleep. / The Door Is Round And Open. / Don't Go Back To Sleep.

Do Not Worry If All The Candles In The World Flicker And Die. We Have The Spark That Starts The Fire.

I Become A Waterwheel, Turning And Tasting You, As Long As Water Moves.

You Run Back And Forth Listening For Unusual Events, Peering Into The Faces Of Travelers. "why Are You Looking At Me Like A Madman?" I Have Lost A Friend. Please Forgive Me.