Deep In Our Hearts, The Light Of

When Someone Is Counting Out Gold For You, Don't Look At Your Hands, Or The Gold. Look At The Giver.

Every Fragile Beauty, Every Perfect Forgotten Sentence, You Grieve Their Going Away, But That Is Not How It Is. Where They Come From Never Goes Dry. It Is An Always Flowing Spring.

I Opened My Arms To Love And Love Embraced Me Like A Lover

To A Frog That's Never Left His Pond, The Ocean Seems Like A Gamble. Look What He's Giving Up: Security, Mastery Of His World, Recognition! The Ocean Frog Just Shakes His Head. "i Can't Explain Where I Live, But Someday I'll Take You There."

On A Day When The Wind Is Perfect, The Sail Just Needs To Open And The World Is Full Of Beauty. Today Is Such A Day.