Love Is Not Love Until Love's Vulnerable.

Who Rise From Flesh To Spirit Know The Fall: The Word Outleaps The World, And Light Is All.

We Think By Feeling. What Is There To Know?

I Wake To Sleep, And Take My Waking Slow. I Feel My Fate In What I Cannot Fear. I Learn By Going Where I Have To Go.

In A Dark Time, The Mind Begins To See.

I Long For The Imperishable Quiet At The Heart Of Form.